My 'never-give-up-the-Stephen-King-book-collection' mantra is too deeply embedded in my psyche for your pitiful bruja skills to enter, my friend.
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My 'never-give-up-the-Stephen-King-book-collection' mantra is too deeply embedded in my psyche for your pitiful bruja skills to enter, my friend.
Have a wonderful night, TG!Well, I got to go study and write a phonetic analysis of my name. What fun!
Hope everyone has a great night! Here's to a good tomorrow!! Be well!
You are in our hearts Flake, so be sure to take care of yoursNah... more of a nuisance than anything, going to be seeing a cardiologist again soon--so should probably work on my numbers a little before then.
Very well said!You are in our hearts Flake, so be sure to take care of yours
She'll put a dent in it. That kid can EAT. And according to her growth chart, she MIGHT top out at 5'.She going to eat all that?
She most DEFINITELY has a personality. But she's the sweetest, most polite kid you could hope to find.Adorable, and I can totally tell she's sassy, in a good way.
Tankee.She's adorable!!
II had to look that up, Flake. You're scarin' me! You take care of yourself!!!!!
I'd be happy to help you with that!Y'all, I can't even catch up with the Tet tonight. I've got a project - 16 hours of dictation to transcribe by Wednesday. I can't even have a glass of wine. I'm trying to get it all done by Tuesday so I can at least review it. Neesy I wish you were here to help me. December, December, December....
I wanted to put a wee heart but my phone was acting up - there - that's better!Very well said!
I hope you pass your physical with flying colours (if that is what it is)Hi there, happy Monday, ya` all.
Hope you are gonna have a terrific week.
I`m getting ready to go for a doctor`s appointment, hopefully all will be well.
Welcome back - how is your octopus?Hey there!
Your mind health score is:
99.9%
This is a lie. In fact, my mind is presently deeply out of balance, and I blame the American healtcare system. I was injured on the job at the beginning of July. (My back, once again reminding me that I'm not a youngster, and have heaped and piled enough abuse on this body to all but kill it, many times over.) Due to a series of events, I just got a claim number today, so I haven't seen a doctor since I've been back. And I was also given some bogus information from a billing person in one of the numerous doctor's offices I called, saying that I should not self-pay because they might just use that to deny the claim, and the worker's comp office would give me no answer on that without a damned claim number. Bureaucracy makes me want to scream.
Meanwhile, I've been stuck here in East Hell, with a serious vitamin sea deficiency. So I did what I usually do when I'm here, which is to spiral into a deep depression. I can't live like this.
The good news is that I now have that claim number, and can therefore go to the local urgent care clinic (I can't find a local doctor that will take worker's comp) and get some movement on getting better. And my boss says she'll take me back if I can get a conditional release (ie, no heavy lifting.) Which means that I could be on a boat by next week if all goes well.
Either way, this Kafkaesque situation at least looks to be improving a little.
Leave me alone, dammit.Love and green lights to everyone and I hope life is treating you well. ((((SKMB)))) big hugs to everyone, whether ya need 'em or not! (you too blunthead)
She's adorable!!
Now we know what you'll bring to the next pot luckI make really good chili (he said immodestly), but in my many decades of life, I've never tried green chili a/k/a chili verde. I started to wonder why.
My smattering of cookbooks didn't have it. I went online. I didn't like their recipes.
So I got home a bit early today and started doing things up. Most of the recipes I saw called for pork, but I wanted shredded chicken. So I cooked that up and used some specialty spices, local blends, from a downtown spice store. I cut up a bunch of chili peppers we got from a farmers market setting that I (incorrectly) thought were not that hot and sauteed them up with more spices. After a thought, added some bell peppers. Couldn't find onion, and kicked myself all over the kitchen for neglecting that.
Put it all together with chicken stock, water, more spices, and a whole jalapeno to get the taste without the heat. Let it go for a while on the heat, added some milk, some canned spiced tomatoes, and flour for consistency.
Result: With one exception, pretty good. That exception was that Grandma accused me a number of times during the meal of trying to kill her. It turned out to be pretty hot, spice-wise. I melted cheese on hers, brought her sour cream, fixed up some quesadilla wedges to go with it, and we poured milk.
I know what to do next time. Cut back on the chili peppers, increase the bell peppers, and use more meat. That was the other thing - it wasn't quite meaty enough. But it sure was tasty. She kept telling me so in between the accusations of attempted murder.
Privately, I'm a little worried about what her complaints might be in the morning.
You are in our hearts Flake, so be sure to take care of yours
Very well said!
xoxI've missed something along the way.
Good luck to Flake, and Srbo at the doctors.
There'll be a line up at the washroom door! (poor Grandma - I wonder how she is feeling today?)Now we know what you'll bring to the next pot luck