You know its a special kind of day when you have to tell your mother to turn that shit down.
Do you want my ears to bleed?
We run a shop here, not a dance hall!
*the grumblings of my 90year old self*
Friday, November 28, 2014
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Sooo......
So, the Sherlock episode 10 read through was today. Whoo! So much Twitter excitement. Except when I realize that Loo Brealey was in Australia and missed it... was she not in it?!
Ah, thanks for clearing that up guys!
Ah, thanks for clearing that up guys!
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Score.
So, just ordered myself a dress. There is this great website with really pretty clothes you can customize and get in all kinds of sizes and stuff. But it's expensive. So I just look and build myself a pinterest closet.
But there is a 40% sale on things right now... And if you sign up for their email list, you get another coupon. I got a $90 dress for $42 including the shipping.
Score baby. Score.
Link to: The dress
But there is a 40% sale on things right now... And if you sign up for their email list, you get another coupon. I got a $90 dress for $42 including the shipping.
Score baby. Score.
Link to: The dress
Monday, November 17, 2014
Hate that.
Aaaarrrrgh! I hate it when things hit me like this. Like bricks.
People have died.
That's what people DO.
...
That's what people do. Leave a note.
Leave a note when?
Was he trying to give John a clue by using Moriarty's words? Or is it just a case of accidental (or in the case of good writers, not so accidental) symmetry?
Because: You're me.
People have died.
That's what people DO.
...
That's what people do. Leave a note.
Leave a note when?
Because: You're me.
Friday, November 14, 2014
Belated
I know it is a few days late at this point, but happy birthday to Neil Gaiman!
I'm feeling it.
Amanda wrote him the most amazing birthday wishes on facebook. And I love it. I hope she doesn't mind me sharing it here.
Also, buy her book, The Art of Asking. Just do it. I can't see anyone being disappointed. I'm asking for it for Christmas and buying it for a friend as well.
Amanda wrote him the most amazing birthday wishes on facebook. And I love it. I hope she doesn't mind me sharing it here.
Also, buy her book, The Art of Asking. Just do it. I can't see anyone being disappointed. I'm asking for it for Christmas and buying it for a friend as well.
it's Neil Gaiman's birthday today, he's 54, and he's waking up at 4:30 in the morning to get on a plane to boston (i just got here) that he just re-scheduled to miss the massive snow-storm supposedly heading into the midwest....just so he doesn't miss the massive book-and-birthday two day blow-out we have planned.
i don't know how often i say it, or if i say it enough, or what is or isn't enough,or where it matters to say it, sometimes.
but i love him, so so much, and the love grows weirder, and deeper, and lighter, and darker and realer with every passing year.
we're both aging.
i'm seeing new lines in my face and feeling the sagging and loosening of my skin. he's worried about his silvering hair. it's a losing battle, if you're trying to fight time. you have to make love to time, it's the only way.
i worry about losing him.
he worries about losing me.
i worry about missing him.
he worries that i worry too much.
then we argue. boy, are we fucking married.
here's what i know:
i love you, neil gaiman, every sag, nose-hair, wrinkle and crevasse.
every missed connection, every misplaced detail, every forgotten promise. it's fine.
i love the fuck out of you.
happy birthday, baby.
and p.s....if you are coming to the boston book-launch concert (technically tomorrow, tuesday the 11th), and you see him....blow him a birthday kiss and give him a sympathetic smile. he's a good husband, spending his birthday pimping his wife's book.
i don't know how often i say it, or if i say it enough, or what is or isn't enough,or where it matters to say it, sometimes.
but i love him, so so much, and the love grows weirder, and deeper, and lighter, and darker and realer with every passing year.
we're both aging.
i'm seeing new lines in my face and feeling the sagging and loosening of my skin. he's worried about his silvering hair. it's a losing battle, if you're trying to fight time. you have to make love to time, it's the only way.
i worry about losing him.
he worries about losing me.
i worry about missing him.
he worries that i worry too much.
then we argue. boy, are we fucking married.
here's what i know:
i love you, neil gaiman, every sag, nose-hair, wrinkle and crevasse.
every missed connection, every misplaced detail, every forgotten promise. it's fine.
i love the fuck out of you.
happy birthday, baby.
and p.s....if you are coming to the boston book-launch concert (technically tomorrow, tuesday the 11th), and you see him....blow him a birthday kiss and give him a sympathetic smile. he's a good husband, spending his birthday pimping his wife's book.
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
The trial of the modern foodie
I need to cook more. It's been much too long.
I got a coffee at Wawa tonight and barely restrained myself from giving these girls some food advice. They were discussing what ice cream would go with the wine they had at home. They decided on 3 pints that ranged from peanut butter cup, mint and some rocky road thing.
I wanted to ask them what kind of wine they had. Because if it was red, it would be great to have with something chocolate...or a mocha cherry.
If it was white, it depends. A sweet dessert wine or a blush wine would be nice with something tropical, like guava. Or lychee. A dry white, like a rhine or pino noir needs something, something not so sweet. Like maybe a good quality vanilla with sweet almonds and dark chocolate bits.
And buy an extra bottle of wine. Half of the second one should be reduced with some balsamic. For the reds, maybe Black Walnut, Espresso, Black Currant.... And the whites, go with Coconut, or Pineapple.
Now I need to get the Toffutti Vanilla Almond Bark. Some nice pino noir and a bottle of the Jalapeno Lime Balsamic.
Because if I don't start making these things myself, I'm going to start assaulting random strangers and providing them detailed recipes.
I got a coffee at Wawa tonight and barely restrained myself from giving these girls some food advice. They were discussing what ice cream would go with the wine they had at home. They decided on 3 pints that ranged from peanut butter cup, mint and some rocky road thing.
I wanted to ask them what kind of wine they had. Because if it was red, it would be great to have with something chocolate...or a mocha cherry.
If it was white, it depends. A sweet dessert wine or a blush wine would be nice with something tropical, like guava. Or lychee. A dry white, like a rhine or pino noir needs something, something not so sweet. Like maybe a good quality vanilla with sweet almonds and dark chocolate bits.
And buy an extra bottle of wine. Half of the second one should be reduced with some balsamic. For the reds, maybe Black Walnut, Espresso, Black Currant.... And the whites, go with Coconut, or Pineapple.
Now I need to get the Toffutti Vanilla Almond Bark. Some nice pino noir and a bottle of the Jalapeno Lime Balsamic.
Because if I don't start making these things myself, I'm going to start assaulting random strangers and providing them detailed recipes.
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