Hey, LM. I saw some Paczki in the bakery section of a local Supermarket (Giant Eagle, if anyone's familiar with Pittsburgh).
Now that's a good supermarket.
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With a very interesting staff 'uniform', I see.
I went to ALL (DE)'s yesterday; we made quesadillas and played snakes & ladders. Today, since it was snowing in Yorkshire, we went and had a good long walk around a reservoir, made snowmen, threw snowballs, and enjoyed the misty/foggy/icy atmosphere.
However, her kids called me 'Dad' on a couple of occasions on Friday, which, to be honest, makes me feel a bit odd, to say the least...
With a very interesting staff 'uniform', I see.
I went to ALL (DE)'s yesterday; we made quesadillas and played snakes & ladders. Today, since it was snowing in Yorkshire, we went and had a good long walk around a reservoir, made snowmen, threw snowballs, and enjoyed the misty/foggy/icy atmosphere.
However, her kids called me 'Dad' on a couple of occasions on Friday, which, to be honest, makes me feel a bit odd, to say the least...
FAWESOME
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With a very interesting staff 'uniform', I see.
I went to ALL (DE)'s yesterday; we made quesadillas and played snakes & ladders. Today, since it was snowing in Yorkshire, we went and had a good long walk around a reservoir, made snowmen, threw snowballs, and enjoyed the misty/foggy/icy atmosphere.
However, her kids called me 'Dad' on a couple of occasions on Friday, which, to be honest, makes me feel a bit odd, to say the least...
How old are they?
And odd as in 'should I run?!' or odd as in 'what is that weird cozy feeling?'
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Both.
They're five and seven.
18 hours later, I'm finally home.
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I've heard from reliable sources that the boss was rather impressed with how I've been working on the snow runs.
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We're about to have to endure our annual family ritual of an otherwise very nice family dinner offset by a course of tinned haggis.
Both kids have asked me if we have to have it, because they don't want to hurt Papa's feelings, but they don't like it.
If it's anything like the dreck they served at the dojo's Robbie Burns night, I'm sorry.
EDIT: The dojo had an annual Robbie Burns night where they served haggis "imported directly from Scotland" that was inedible, Scotch eggs that were incredible, and single malt scotches that were similarly incredible. You just had to avoid the haggis, and it was awful because the host was convinced that it was wonderful and forced everyone to
choke downtry some every year.I've had real haggis. And the stuff he served wasn't it.
...but the Nerf caber toss and the Star Wars Imperial March played on bagpipes totally made up for it.
Met people for a potential live Pathfinder game today. Not to play the game, but met them today, for future games.
I always get weird, anxious, and regretful after meeting new people. I did fine actually talking and stuff, but afterwards I always wonder if I made an ass of myself, or whatnot. It sucks. That happened.
I had three people who are new to RP, and me with 15 years experience, so guess who's GMing. I put my foot down and refused to do D&D though. Thus, Pathfinder. I have my standards.
Online L5R game seems to have been happily celebrated by 3 players, 2 players have dropped, and 1 hasn't shared his opinion yet, so I guess he liked it?
Of course the two who dropped were the only courtier and shujenja, leaving 3 warriors and a monk.
Met people for a potential live Pathfinder game today. Not to play the game, but met them today, for future games.
I always get weird, anxious, and regretful after meeting new people. I did fine actually talking and stuff, but afterwards I always wonder if I made an ass of myself, or whatnot. It sucks. That happened.
I had three people who are new to RP, and me with 15 years experience, so guess who's GMing. I put my foot down and refused to do D&D though. Thus, Pathfinder.
Online L5R game seems to have been happily celebrated by 3 players, 2 players have dropped, and 1 hasn't shared his opinion yet, so I guess he liked it?
Of course everyone dropped but the 3 warriors and 1 monk.
The way I deal with those sorts of feeling is two fold. I first think that most likely everyone else is kind of feeling that way to and just have worked out how to deal with it as well (or sometimes not and its obvious), Next instead of focusing on myself I focus on the people I'm talking with and really listen to what there saying. This does two things it lets the person know you are listening which everyone appreciates and it takes your mind off of your own flaws which focusing on your own flaws will only make them come out more and be more obvious. (slight redundancy please ignore)
I put in to use some of my vacation time next month. I almost hope they give me a hard time about it so I can say "Hey, you're lucky I'm not cashing it all in for one long vacation. I have 170 hours saved up!"
Hey got to be better then taking it during the summer.
Did you know that, in order to support himself on Tattoine, Obi-Wan Kenobi had a store in which he sold Italian pastries? It was called "Only One Cannoli".
But what If I want 2 canolis?
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And in other news, I competed Ascension level 7 with the Defect in Slay the Spire yesterday. Still can't get through level 4 with Silent, though.
Grats Gran. Between trying to find time to exercise and sorting out telcos, I haven't had much time for Slay the Spire. It's been all I can do to keep up with PBPs and hearthstone dailies.
So close to beating the new solo heartsthone thing had a board full of things to kill the final guy then he played that kill all minions and gain 2 armor per minion and that basically turned the whole game around.
yeah the totem I used was the one that refreshes your mana when you gain armor. I just ran out of cards because he kept gaining so much armor.
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My feeling about "non-U.S.-standard" foodstuffs (such as the ones Mort describes) is that in the past, meat was expensive and hard to come by, so it was important to use the entire animal. There was also an aversion to wastefulness: "If we're castrating these bulls anyway, shouldn't we be doing something other than throwing away their bits?"
We've had millenia to make such leftovers "palatable". Sometimes, such as with the Scots and haggis or the Chinese and chicken feet, they are so successful in this endeavor that people willingly order the stuff because it's extremely tasty. (I loves me some Scottish haggis. And trust me; anything you get outside of Scotland is awful. Even the English haggis was dreadful.)
But in other cases, such as bull testicles, they're not tasty (in my mind). They're still just "leftover parts". And people eat them anyway to seem daring or manly.It's all according to your own tastes. I've tried all kinds of outre stuff. But Turkish cow intestine soup is vile enough to be stupidity (even the Turks drown it in vinegar and white pepper just to hide the flavor and then laugh as they hold their noses and try to eat it), jellyfish is tasty, but like eating rubber, and haggis outside of Scotland shouldn't be eaten.
My $0.02.
My friend said that Chinese emperors were so incompetent that the Chinese had to eat everything to stop themselves from starving. She might be right =P
Then the habit stuck. Nah, I kid. Most of my friends aren't as adventurous as I am about food.
If you're in Singapore, want to be adventurous, I suggest you try kway chap and pig stomach soup by Song Fa.
I tried that one it did pretty well but this has been the closet yet for me. Sometimes I feel it just cheats me out of a clear win.
Oh went and saw Glass today. It was good.
Not as good as China but still you can get odd stuff.
Wow wtf Milt? hard hard pass.
I would try shark and corcodile but would not make a habit out of it.
I don't think I want to know what that is. Goulash is one of those words that means something completely different to each individual.
Temp dropped from about 60 to 19 last night.
Not as good as China but still you can get odd stuff.
Wow wtf Milt? hard hard pass.
I would try shark and corcodile but would not make a habit out of it.
I would eat everything but the fugu.
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I would eat everything but the fugu.Not as good as China but still you can get odd stuff.
Wow wtf Milt? hard hard pass.
I would try shark and corcodile but would not make a habit out of it.
... Your ok with the fish semen?
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Athletes in the US swear on deer urine for a workout supplement.
How they get it from the deer is beyond me, those f&%@ers are jumpy, no matter how much camo I wear.
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New Guy (whatever his name is): Don't you have any places on your list with picky home owners?
Me: No, if you do your job right, people aren't picky.
Temp dropped from about 60 to 19 last night.
We went from 20 to -2.
Temp dropped from about 60 to 19 last night.We went from 20 to -2.
Your high is our low... you enjoy that.
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Never mind, we're down to -3, our high today is 12 degrees.
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Good morning, FaWtL.
I'm going to spoiler what follows and then run on a bit, and then I'm going to go dark for a while. Or not. Probably. I'm having a hard time.
Today is the tenth anniversary of the shipwreck that took my father's life, somewhere in the Indian Ocean, between Reunion and Madagascar, when two cyclones hurled themselves at one another with Dad and his best friend in-between.
They knew they weren't coming back; Dad's prostate cancer had metastasized to his bones, both men had each had a couple of minor heart attacks, and they were both in their seventies. To say they were taking two years to circumnavigate one more time... well, they were planning a grand exit.
And it was good, and it was right, for him to go that way... no hospital, no body to be found and buried, just one hell of a great story.
And it's not his death that's getting me today.
Nor is it my grandmother's last Monday.
It's the seemingly endless string of death over the last twelve years, starting with my eldest son.
In order of disappearance, it's been:
My son
My dad
My mother's remarriage two weeks later (it had been planned for a long time, and she and dad been divorced for an aeon)
My stepfather, two months after the wedding (he was terminally ill and only the two of them knew it; they'd been together for six years and he wanted her to marry him before he died)
My aunt
My uncle
Reliving my son's death after the birth of my daughter, because I started having the nightmares again and went a little crazy.
My other aunt
Reliving my dad's death again, because we finally got the death certificate issued by the consulate and could finally sell his house and do all the "business" of death.
(These last two happened the same week)
Severe postpartum depression after the birth of my second son, because, you guessed it, more nightmares.
My dog, who I had adopted long before my eldest was born, so I had pictures of him with everyone else I'd lost.
And then no one close to me for the last five years, although when you sing in a church choir, you sing a lot of funeral services for people you know.
And then this week, between my grandmother's death and the anniversary of Dad's, well, I'm kind of a mess.
I remember reading Gone with the Wind in reading class in eighth grade and being struck by the description of the various mourning periods and the horrendous lengths of them. I thought, "How on earth could anyone mourn publicly for that long? It would drive you completely mad."
In many ways, I've never really recovered.
I've done a LOT of therapy. Holy crap, have I done a lot of therapy. Years and years of therapy. Enough that my last (and best) therapist eventually said there was not really much further we could go.
There are days I am completely fine. Days that I feel normal.
And then there are days that I feel as hollow and incomplete as a ghost.
Which is also "normal".
The thing about death, for me, is the way that every death is all deaths, every new loss binds together all losses. It doesn't discriminate between the great and the lesser. The smaller ones start to feel simply like aftershocks.
And I'm still here.
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That certainly is a heavy load for anyone to bear, I'm sorry for all your losses, but I'm grateful you're still here.
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It's just horse stew. I just pan fried nian gao
I'm talking about the sweet version.
Goulash is basically horse stew yeah.
Its with onion, garlic, tomatoes and paprika. Spicee can vary depending on what you like and how spicy you want it.Some people add red wine, but genrally that is when you make it with beef. I like it with horse meat.
It's just horse stew. I just pan fried nian gao
I'm talking about the sweet version.
Horse stew!? them's for ridin' not for eatin'!
Freehold, does this make you twitch?
I really really want to go!
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Good morning, FaWtL.
I'm going to spoiler what follows and then run on a bit, and then I'm going to go dark for a while. Or not. Probably. I'm having a hard time.** spoiler omitted **...
take as long as you need, lisamarlene. We will be here for you no matter what.
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Horse stew!? them's for ridin' not for eatin'!It's just horse stew. I just pan fried nian gao
I'm talking about the sweet version.
Riding?!
Why do you ride the food?
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Good morning, FaWtL.
I'm going to spoiler what follows and then run on a bit, and then I'm going to go dark for a while. Or not. Probably. I'm having a hard time.** spoiler omitted **...