My identical-twin granddaughters, who are 3 1/2, have been here to visit since Monday. I AM STUPID WITH EXHAUSTION.
For my kids, it was the ‘greasy, grimy, gopher guts’ song that would get them sent outside…
Buying a crappy chicken sandwich is hardly the level of attempting to exercise civil rights…
49 and no problem getting it. Contrary to my kids’ opinions, I have a few grey cells left!
I like to saute asparagus in a bit of olive oil, with fresh garlic, and some red bell peppers. Then toss with some fresh gated parmagiano and s few pine nuts. OMG good!
So don’t get arrested on a Wednesday, eh?
When the apocalypse comes, being able to sleep without spell-check, and do arithmetic without a calculator, might be useful.
Or if the power is out. ;-)
Wait- this is International Talk like a Pirate Day! Not British Accent Day!
Pumpkin is a season! The warm spice in the air, cinnamon and nutmeg… and face it- I’m a ginger, and I look best in autumn colors. I’m quite happy for the heat to go away so I can get out my sweaters and my fuzzy socks.:-)
Hey! That’s a GOOD song!