Happy Halloween!
I have one adorable Siamese cat and one Dalmatian puppy to take trick-or-treating tonight. But since we aren't trick-or-treating in our neighborhood (we're going to Grandma's), we didn't make a jack o' lantern -- a decision I am now regretting, because I love homemade roasted pumpkin seeds. Maybe I'll buy a pumpkin anyway...
Pfusand (#8) : Sounds like they want Boffo, mostly.
Oh, no . . . we just spent a month cycling through that (there are four of us, so every time one got better, another got worse). We are still trying to escape its clutches. Get all the rest and fluids and what-all else you need, because this bug's a tough one.
I hope you feel better soon!
Didn't Elvis do an entire album of country music covers? "Good Year for the Roses" is the one I remember.
Allan Beatty (#204) and Cat Meadors (#219)
My daughter's five and three-quarters, and she is thoroughly delighted that Sen. Obama won. She has taken an passionate interest in this election (mostly because her parents have been passionately interested...) and proudly accompanied us to the polls to cast her vote in a "Kids Vote!" poll. Her kindergarten class even held a mock election -- Obama swept, 12 to 5 to 1 lonely Ron Paul holdout. So I think she'll definitely remember this.
We are so joyful here. Although many local races did not go our way, and the anti-gay marriage amendment (I'm in FL) passed (GRRRRR), I at least feel like the country will have someone responsible at its helm.
Later today, I will have my first-ever parent-teacher conference (a "hi, how are things going, how can I help?" conference, not a "child is misbehaving" conference). My daughter started kindergarten a few weeks ago, and we like her teacher immensely, so this will be a pleasurable thing.
Also, there will be grocery shopping.
I should be working... ah, what the hell.
They say the Dark is Risin'
Will admits that with pride
He found out that the Wild Hunt
Was quite the wild ride!
An' it's who'll slash ye next time
Who'll slash ye noo?
The lass who slashed ye last, lad,
She no will slash ye noo.
We recently had to face up to our Oubliette of Stuff -- the spare bedroom, which also served as my office. One 10x10 room had three bookshelves, my desk, my filing crates, a plastic rolling chest of drawers, and a futon couch for guests. The closet was stuffed with our hiking equipment, all my craft supplies, all my husband's gaming and WWII re-enactment stuff, and so on. It took months and several waves of reorganization, consolidation, redistribution, and relocation, but the room is now a nursery. (Again. It was a nursery before becoming the Oubliette, because the larger spare room -- now my daughter's room -- was the Oubliette before that.)
It was a very healthy process, actually. It wasn't that the room was cluttered, it was just PACKED. To get to anything meant dismantling other things. I'm sorry to lose my office (the door! it closed!) but glad to have gone through a decent purge.
R. M. Koske @ #33: I figure if I'm using the gift bags for immediate family gifts (i.e., under our tree), the bags stay with us to be reused. If I'm using them for friends and extended family, then of course they get to keep the bag/wrap; it's part of the present.
My plan, such as it is, is to hit the post-Christmas sale at the fabric store. But I also found some nice Christmas bandannas on sale last year, and some dish towels. Those make nice wrappings as well.
I used leftover fabric pieces to make two large-ish gift bags this year. The inside fabric had some stains (it was from an old tablecloth), but the bit that pokes out at the top isn't stained, and it contrasts with the outer fabric to give a nice, neat look. I tied them shut with raffia bows.
The fabric bags look so nice that I am planning to make furoshiki and bags in varying sizes as an ongoing project for next year. If nothing else, they'll store more compactly than my wrapping paper tubes.
As for cookies, I usually have a couple of tins lying around to put them in. I rarely, if ever, have to buy new ones; I just send the ones I have on to the next house (once I make sure they're clean and in good shape). Swedish coffee bread, on the other hand, is given in plastic bags tied with festive ribbon.
Here I am awake, and what to my wondering eyes should appear but... Anglo-Saxon! It's been years since I wrangled with Klaeber, but I did my best:
4. “Fnvq gur yvggyr ynzo gb gur furcureq obl, ‘Qb lbh urne jung V urne’?â€
5. Sebfgl gur fabjzna, jnf n wbyyl, unccl fbhy…
6. B ubyl avtug! Gur fgnef ner oevtugyl fuvavat. Vg vf gur avtug bs bhe qrne Fnivbhe’f ovegu.
8. Jr guerr Xvatf bs Bevrag ner Ornevat tvsgf, jr geniry fb sne…
9. Jura furcureqf jngpurq gurve sybpxf ol avtug…
10. Gur ubyyl naq gur vil, jura gurl ner obgu shyy tebja, bs nyy gur gerrf gung ner va gur jbbq, gur ubyyl ornef gur pebja…
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1: V fnj guerr fuvcf pbzr fnvyvat va, ba Puevfgznf qnl, ba Puevfgznf qnl
2: V fnj Zbzzl xvffvat Fnagn Pynhf
3: Ba gur svefg qnl bs Puevfgznf, zl gehr ybir frag gb zr…
4: Qrpx gur unyyf jvgu obhtuf bs ubyyl
Sn yn yn yn yn yn yn yn yn
‘Gvf gur frnfba gb or wbyyl
Sn yn yn yn yn yn yn yn yn
6: Njnl va n znatre, ab pevo sbe uvf orq
Gur yvggyr ybeq Wrfhf ynl qbja uvf fjrrg urnq
7: Wbl gb gur jbeyq, gur Ybeq vf pbzr
Yrg rnegu erprvir ure Xvat
8: Unex! Gur urenyq natryf fvat; tybel gb gur arjobea xvat.
9: V’z qernzvat bs n juvgr Puevfgznf, whfg yvxr gur barf V hfrq gb xabj.
10: Natryf jr unir urneq ba uvtu, fjrrgyl fvatvat b’re gur cynvaf
Kip W @55
"Nine Eleven" is prehistory for my five-year-old daughter.
My daughter will turn five in February, and it's the same for her. I remember watching the news while in the hospital to deliver her, because it was pretty clear we'd be invading Iraq. (Which happened a month to the day after her birth.)
I don't know if she's forming any lasting memories around it, but she is nominally aware that we're at war. This year, hearing "Happy Xmas (War is Over)" on the radio, she asked if the war really was over.
I was born at the very end of 1970. I remember the Bicentennial (I was five) because I was in a parade and dressed up in colonial clothes with the rest of my kindergarten. The first news event I remember was probably the gas shortages (at least, I remember waiting in line for gas -- wow, I just looked that up and I would have been between three and five years old).
I was six in 1977, and I remember Carter being elected President. Oh, and Star Wars coming out -- we went to see it at the drive-in!
er. That's beautifully rendered fart joke. Which will teach me to mention fart jokes in polite company.
It's so, so hard to read a thread like this in the ninth month of pregnancy. Sweet torment. I have made my husband swear to bring Guinness to L&D, rather than champagne, for toasting after the baby arrives. I deeply, deeply miss Guinness.
It's heartening to see so many gin drinkers! I love a real martini, although I admit to liking a splash of vermouth. (Best martini I ever had was in the King Cole Bar, staring at the Maxfield Parrish mural, which is one long and beautifully fart joke. The martini was no joke though.) One reason I like martinis is that I can sip one for a long time, which spaces out the alcohol consumption. And now the talk of cocktail onions makes me want to try a Gibson. There's always January...
Like Terry @ #122, I'm fond of Bombay Sapphire. I also like Hendrick's, but not in a martini; I make G&Ts with it, and spike it with a slice of cucumber instead of lime.
And hendy happe ichabbe ihent
Ichot from hevene it is me sent
From alle wommen my love is lent
And licht on Alisoun!
I'll never read that the same way again. Hee. (No cucumber here, but chocolate hurts.)
Teresa, because I have 15 years of Word-wrangling with documents formatted wildly by others... I feel your pain. Really. You have my deepest sympathies.
The weird page numbering may mean there are hidden section breaks -- if they're at the end of a line that goes out to a margin, they can lurk unseen. You can Find a section break by going to Edit, Find..., and then in the Find and Replace box, select More and Special. The Special button will display a list of odd things you can search for, including section breaks.
The document after that has opened at 48%, with strikethrough and italics throughout. Heaven only knows what's lurking in the text.
That sounds like the Track Changes function was turned on. You might try saving it under another filename and then accepting all changes... then making sure the Track Changes feature is turned off. You'll still have the original to refer to, should Track Changes be incorrect.
Ropa vieja is skirt steak, cooked down in a tomato-based sauce until it falls apart like old clothes. It's delicious -- one of the specialties at Cuban restaurants down here.
Now you've made me hungry. Our local version of La Parada is named (appropriately?) La Teresita. Methinks we'll be having platanos maduros and ropa vieja this week...
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