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Happy Wednesday kids!
Deegee, STILL no water… oh you poor thing!!! And I can’t believe that you still have a rash. Is there anything you can put on it, like Calamine lotion? And I fully support you in your wearing of PJ bottoms to work, especially if they are velure (sp?) and have brightly colored elephants on them!
Curby, I can’t remember if I told you I got a crock pot for Christmas…? I told my dad that’s what I wanted (really I wanted it so the CB could use it, ha!) and he sent me a small one. As in tiny. Super tiny. And he sent a cookbook with it so we assumed the cookbook went with the crockpot. Nope. The CB started putting all the ingredients in the quantities called for in the recipe in the pot and couldn’t even get them all in because it was too small. Finally he dumped everything in a regular pot and made it on the stove. Later I talked to my dad and he offhandedly mentioned the cookbook had no relation to the crockpot and I would need to “adjust” the quantity of ingredients. NOW you tell me. Sucker is going straight to the Salvation Army.
Last night the CB and I went out for mediocre Mexican food and then I got a ten year old boy haircut. One of the things I specifically said to her was that the hair on the top of my head was too short and I wanted to grow out some more length there… and then she cut off two inches. WTF. Oh well, in a week or two it will be fine.
Tonight my department is going to Spiaggia, which is a chi chi Italian restaurant on Michigan Avenue, for a cooking demonstration and dinner. Should be fun!
Deegee, STILL no water… oh you poor thing!!! And I can’t believe that you still have a rash. Is there anything you can put on it, like Calamine lotion? And I fully support you in your wearing of PJ bottoms to work, especially if they are velure (sp?) and have brightly colored elephants on them!
Curby, I can’t remember if I told you I got a crock pot for Christmas…? I told my dad that’s what I wanted (really I wanted it so the CB could use it, ha!) and he sent me a small one. As in tiny. Super tiny. And he sent a cookbook with it so we assumed the cookbook went with the crockpot. Nope. The CB started putting all the ingredients in the quantities called for in the recipe in the pot and couldn’t even get them all in because it was too small. Finally he dumped everything in a regular pot and made it on the stove. Later I talked to my dad and he offhandedly mentioned the cookbook had no relation to the crockpot and I would need to “adjust” the quantity of ingredients. NOW you tell me. Sucker is going straight to the Salvation Army.
Last night the CB and I went out for mediocre Mexican food and then I got a ten year old boy haircut. One of the things I specifically said to her was that the hair on the top of my head was too short and I wanted to grow out some more length there… and then she cut off two inches. WTF. Oh well, in a week or two it will be fine.
Tonight my department is going to Spiaggia, which is a chi chi Italian restaurant on Michigan Avenue, for a cooking demonstration and dinner. Should be fun!