Do you have cross-eyes? My ex did and you couldn't ever tell when he was looking at you. He'd be talking to you and it would look like he was looking somewhere else. And he could only use one eye at a time because of it, and he had NO depth perception which is why he was a HORRIBLE driver.
Sympathy like! OUCH and YUCKLast night preparing dinner I pulled a @betty rose
Not chopping onion, no slicing little tiny soft bread crumbs.
Some 10 hours later it seems it has finally stopped bleeding for good this time.Maybe.
It is and you don't want to know how they keep it tender!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Count me in too! It says Italian, and I LOVE Italian food.I saw it on the news last evening and the menu looks amazing. Apparently the Cubs manager is a great Italian Chef besides being a pretty good baseball manager along with a nice man that enjoys life. He was on the news last night for shopping at a Chain Grocery in Chicago's North West Suburbs. He along with some of the coaches and players will be serving an amazing dinner that the Manager and his team will be preparing for 200 some guests that are homeless. It is part of Cub's Care. During the coverage of the ThanksMas meal prep they mentioned his restaurant he opened just months before he accepted the job as Manager of the Cubs. And the sports people started talking about how amazing and reasonable Ava's was in Tampa.Yep we should all take a road trip.
Aw, poor baby! My childhood dog was tiny....part chihuahua and part cocker spaniel...so he was just small and the first winter, he had of course never experienced snow. There was snow covering our front porch and he went to go outside and took a step down and slipped and went down the stairs on his belly with his front legs stretched out in front of him and he came up at the bottom with a big pile of snow on his nose and he just looked so surprised and wouldn't go any further...just turned around and came right back up the stairs and wanted in. He was wanting NOTHING to do with that snow!
Well, it is game meat when you substitute deer meat for veal because you want to hide the gamey taste of the deer. Mom called it veal parmesan, but it wasn't.
My mom made my brother and I both power of attorney, etc...and she had a codicil written into the will that said it had to be divided evenly and if either of us contested the will or tried to get more in court, that person forfeited his rights to everything and it all went to the other. Smart woman, my mother. My dad has me as executor because he knows that my brother can't be trusted with it and I can. I think part of my brother's problem is that we grew up poor. We lived below the poverty line...all my clothes were hand-me-downs from friends, and his we all from thrift shops because he was so big there was no one to hand clothes down to him. Mom had worked at a savings and loan before she married my dad and she was excellent with money...very frugal. So while we bought generic EVERYTHING in bulk, with coupons and on sale, we always had enough but never high end stuff. Mom had grown up during WWII and rationing, so she was used to saving things and reusing things....old coffee cans became ovens, tuna cans became candles, milk cartons held grease drippings, meat trays were saved for christmas cookie platters for friends, newspapers became shelf liners. So I think my brother figured that since we grew up with nothing, it was time he was entitled to the things he wanted and had never had. So as soon as he got a paycheck, he went and bought a stereo, or a this or a that. And he got used to doing that. So when he got to college and had an apartment, he didn't think about things like rent, or gas, or electricity. As soon as he got money, he went and bought the next toy. He nearly ruined his best friend/roommate's credit, not paying the bills that were in his name, and he's the one who finally went to my mom and told her she needed to do something because he couldn't bail him out anymore and he was suffering for it. That's when my dad bailed him out. I think he was just so tired of never having the things he thought everyone else had, because we grew up in a rich town where everyone else had money.
I love ours, hubby does too! It's so nice to climb into bed with warm sheets! You don't spend half the night trying to get warm.
Oh, I'm so sorry for you. I remember having to get up and shovel down sometimes a foot of snow to make a path for doggies, at 3 A.M. What we do for our beloved pets. Now that I don't have a doggie, I would gladly do that again. I'm not sure my back would like it though.
I hope Walt is okay, when our dog got old she slipped on ice, (you can't shovel, that), and ruptured a disc, (just like mama). We had to carry her out and back in. Even with pain meds from the Doctor, didn't want another injury.
So sorry for that kind of a commute. That must be horrible in winter. As you may have noticed, many people on here Hate winter!Public transportation, lol. What would be an hour drive with no traffic (and of course, the concept of "no traffic" is ludicrous at rush hour here, haha) gets extended with the transfers I have to take from train to subway, walking, etc. Which is just dandy on the best of days, let alone when there is 2+ feet of snow on the ground.
You'd think that New England would be used to winter weather...
Well, it all started with me not getting to bed until 1 am the other night and keeping hubby up. I have a heating pad and my blow dryer...I use the blowdryer to keep my feet warm and then I blow hot air under the covers so they STAY warm, and I use the heating pad on my back. But the blow dryer is loud and if hubby is sleeping, it will startle him awake. So I had put it under the covers to turn it on to muffle the sound, but then it has a safety feature so it doesn't start a fire, and it turned off and I couldn't turn it back on again. So I was having to alternate between my feet and back with the heating pad, which then nothing STAYS warm. Finally at 1 I got to bed and I told hubby in the morning that I needed another heating pad so I had one for my feet and one for my back so I don't need to use the blow dryer. He said we should just look for a mattress sized one and be done with it. I mentioned the other day that they have dual ones so each person controls their own side. He asked why I didn't just get one for my side....I said because then there's a lump in the middle of the bed, which actually, I don't think it would be in the middle, because the single ones are made for a single sized mattress, which is more than half the size of a double mattress, so that wouldn't work because it would still lie half on his side. So now we are going to look into them. I think we'll BOTH sleep better if I'm warm.
Absolutely, Mom tried to pass off rabbit and squirrel as "fried chicken", one bite and I was done. No threats could make me eat that stuff!
