Warning: Some Violence and Much Strong Language.SHE WROTE: Grocery List and Apology
So we're on the road again tomorrow. It's midnight and I'm still not packed although it's only a weekend so that should take about five minutes. I sat down to work on the handouts for Saturday at about 11:30 this morning and by the time I'd finished with that and all the other stuff I ended up doing it was 8:30. I'm beginning to understand why I never get anything done. But the handouts for this weekend are done, one of the handouts for National is done, the laundry is done, the TV room is swept, and . . .
I've still got so much work to do, I don't know which end's up. And that's not even counting WRITING which is what pays the electric bill.
Grocery list. Yesterday it was fresh spinach (because I hate cooked spinach but if you put fresh on sandwiches it's not that different from lettuce: it's green and it crunches), tomatoes, garlic, an onion, pastrami, whole wheat bagels, maple syrup, bottled water, eggs, skim milk, frozen corn, and three magazines. There would be chocolate in there but the Kansas City Cherries and Cherry Bombs and, of course, Bob stocked me up. I meant to make spaghetti sauce but then the handout ate my day so now I'm looking at tomatoes that I'm not going to get to until Monday. Which means chop them now and freeze them. While I clean up the pantry and the kitchen, refill the dog feeders, feed the cats, put paper towels in all the empty holders, load the dishwasher, and put my yarn away so the dogsitter can watch TV without getting tangled. The floors look pretty good because I treated myself to a new vacuum cleaner. It's large and purple and the box swears it's great on animal hair.
But I digress. I was stuck in traffic yesterday, thinking about how awful book tours were because I had to get up early and not get enough sleep and deal with lots of different people and never get any down time to just relax and I remembered what it reminded me of: working for a living. Not that writing isn't working for a living, but I used to have to put on pantyhose and go out to teach at 7:30 every morning and I was always on the run and there was never any quiet time and I almost lost my mind. Which is what most people do every damn day. Meanwhile on the tour, I was sacking out in the Hotel Metro eating amazing room service and bemoaning my fate. Tell me again why nobody here threw things at me? Note to self: STOP WHINING, YOU INGRATE.
But it is very, very good to be home. And I'm even looking forward to this weekend because we'll be teaching and we both love teaching, and we'll also be able to get some work done which we desperately need to do, and how much of a geek am I? Well, Bob's one, too. Living the Geek Dream. And then we get to go home on Sunday for THREE WHOLE WEEKS. And write Agnes, but there will be no panty hose involved, unless Bob has some, and I will not have to get up at 7:30, and I'm damn lucky and I know it. So forget all the whining I did, I apologize.
Of course, as I type this, some fur person is throwing up in another room. But I'm living the Dream, people, and I know it and I'm grateful.
Now off to clean up pet yack.
79 Comments:
VIRGIN BLOG!!!
You never go into details about your cats the way you do about the dogs. Why is this?
And would you like to have a pet mole? No hairballs, you know...
kzpflpes --Oh, the hell with it!
At least it's the yack of something you love - that makes all the difference, doesn't it?
Pantyhose avoidance is one of the best reasons to be a writer LOL!
Even though some of us are living the dream vicariously through you, that doesn't mean you don't get to be human once in a while ;)
Jenny,
Live the Dream for all of us.
Totally got your back on the pet hair thing. If it's the purple Dyson, babe, you're in luck. Works like a charm on pet hair (2 cats, 1 German shepherd here).
Enjoy the chocolate. Did you bite the head off the chocolate Moot yet?
Love ya babe.
fulpoojv: foolish users lose points off of Jenny's vivaciousness
Darn you talpianna. What does a girl have to do to be the virgin poster! :)
Hey Jenny - I one of those purple great on dog hair vaccums. I love it. Two dogs, one parrot and one husband. If I lived alone, I would only need a dust buster! And isn't pet yack just the grossest!
Live the dream...
xhcxj = x-men have cute x-rays, Jenny
My letters did work..new ones.
ookdj = (an) Overcooked Octopi kissed Deb's juncture
I'm looking at tomatoes that I'm not going to get to until Monday. Which means chop them now and freeze them.
Freeze them whole. Chop later.
Enjoy the weekend...
Your shopping list sounds so normal...
write for us to read for the three weeks...
kyzfbcq
kindly yank zebras from Bob's charming quarters
why do you not seem to have a lot of food on your grocery list? Jenny, you are eating more than the chocolate, right? Jenny? maybe a tomato, Jenny? Jenny?
inkgrrl said "At least it's the yack of something you love - that makes all the difference, doesn't it?"
um, not really. yack is yack. when it's something you love that just means it's someone/thing you love yacking. trust me, 2 cats, one dog, and they all yack.
Blue: ikomqgp:
in Kola origin, monkeys quickly grip pandas.
(and yes, i'm not blogging naymroe tonight). good night, all. esp you Jenny. sleep. even if you are LTD, you need sleep.
Behold!!! The grocery list! Never let it be said that Jenny doesn't listen to us. We asked for it, and we got it... Thank you, Jenny.
hfkfs...happy fur-persons know food's sublime.
Don't hit me...but while browsing another blog...found a good plug for Bob and Jenny, He and She's "Don't Look Down"
www.WNBC.com/romance
click on Michelle' blog
Interesting
irwasv
in Robert's world, a short version
Jenny said...
"Now off to clean up pet yack."
Ooh, I hate those warning sounds they make. I've got the cat trained to get off the furniture before she hurls. "Not on the bed!" or "Not on the chair!" I mean, do you check out the seat of your easy chair before sitting, you over there in the corner? Yes, you. I didn't think so. Oh, you do? Oh, well, maybe I'm the only careless one, me with cat yack on my butt.
Thanks for the glimpse into the Crusie dietary habits. Sounds like a well-balanced list. Fresh spinach is yummy.
musnx (green)
Hey, isn't that that new cough medicine? That was too easy. ;+)
Fresh spinach is the best. Spinach on pizza is even better.
It's just so great to hear your grocery list. I mean, we've waited AGES for that, you know? Any idea when the release date is for "Grocery Lists of NY Times Bestselling Authors"? I heard it was supposed to be out very soon...(j/k)
DC and MD area CBs (geez, I almost feel like I'm back in the USN again with all the abbrevs and acronyms):
There's a topic over at Cherry Forums about this weekend. If anyone is heading to Baltimore, take a sec and post when/where you'll be, and maybe we can meet up for drinks or food, or something.
http://www.cherryforums.com/index.php?topic=607.0
kfcipar - (red-7 letters, 845amEST)
kids finally choose intelligent people after realizing - MOM IS ALWAYS RIGHT!!
A thought to ponder:
Stressed spelled backwards is Desserts. (Which explains the requirement of chocolate.)
For all the Moms: A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest.
- Irish Proverb
jhuqgge= juggling huge uber quiet gaggle (of) geese exquisitley.
Yay, a grocery list! Sounds much more nutricious than mine of late.
I had to clean up pet yack this morning too. It's never fun, no matter how much you love your furry friend. Another cat I had once had a real problem with this, but she was the sweetest, sweetest kitty. I still miss her sometimes, but not cleaning up after her!
Theresa in Pgh
Hmmm, I do remember a story about those panty hose...
Sharyn, who will never tell 8-)
How about hiring a cook/ housekeeper? Or, even better, a butler who could inspire you to crack on with You Again?
Cat story: Susan fell off the first floor window ledge again last night. We have come to the conclusion that she is too stupid to learn sense.
Cmyaaz - cats make you act all zoic
It has taken me a while to figure out what the colors in front of the verification were for..... I get it now and feel incredibly s-l-o-w.
Anyway - Jenny, thanks for the grocery list. Much more entertaining than I could ever make mine read. Well, would read if I ever made the things.
Orangehands - I'm glad I'm not alone in the non chocolate lover category. My family and in-laws all think I'm nuts. But, the plus side is, I make desserts that they want to eat and they usually always have chocolate, so it saves me tons of temptation. Also, I completely agree - Yack is Yack, no matter how you try to spin it.
upupdh: unless people utter politely dee hassles
I don't believe in comparative misery -- if you're miserable, you're miserable. You don't feel one bit better knowing that someone else has it worse, so don't worry about whining. Those of us who yearn to spend our days writing instead of slogging through corporate madness salute you. And, of course, will join you at the Workshop in Baltimore tomorrow. I was one of the first to sign up, and I cannot wait to get there. You handout will be fabulous, and the spaghetti sauce will be there when you get back home. I can smell it now ... mmmm!
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qanrye - a kind of rye bread with tasty little qans on it
Jenny, at least you only have to tour sporadically. Me, I'm a 9 to 5er. Fortunately I work with pretty decent people who let me answer blogs. Its not LTD, but they let me run this little corner of the world my way which is almost as good.
Got back from vacation earlier last weekend to discovery my on furry person had left a gift on my bedroom floor. As it wasn't too stale I assume she deposited it after the petsitter had vacated. But hey, that's what febreeze is for.
fewbjyw (they've got to be kidding): Feline ears wag bombastically, jerking yak wildly.
dang. And I did so well on that one.
rvkrcpv: roaring victoriously, key roaming cherry persons vibrate.
But Jenny, your whining is so charmingly funny. Please don't stop. If you stop, we might have to stop, and we were just getting the hang of it.
Feel free to post that spaghetti recipe, too, or any other. Hey, did SMP call you yet about the companion cookbook? Don't they understand about living vicariously?
bw
qtrzsy: nope, late for work
Does your dog do the early warning signal? Sort of a "hork-hork" sound followed by a body shudder designed to bring the yack up from the depths of the tail?
Bob in pantyhose. Well there is one of those images that can stick with you.
Oh, but your whining is so damn funny. Come on, you know we love it. Plus you gotta figure that anyone who gets excited about your grocery list will be happy with just about anything.
We are soooo easy.
blue - cqewf
cheesy quiche early with fries
Pantyhose and pet yack.
The stuff of life.
And nobody makes it fun and fascinating quite like Jenny.
And only Bob could make a gift of truffles seem like a potential threat.
Talpianna: kzpflpes I gotta try it! I love this game.
King Zavier paid five lira per eggplant spaghetti.
Bon Cheri bomb: qtrzsy
Queen Teresa rose zestily saying, "Yack!"
Jenny, your grocery list sounds like mine. We are sisters! I love raw spinach too but the only way I like cooked spinach is in spinach lasagna. It is good.
To those of you (OH?) who thought Jenny didn't have any thing on there to eat, she had pastrami and raw spinach to make a sandwich. She commented on how she likes raw spinach on a sandwich because "it is green and it crunches."
Okay, I am getting paid back for being a smartass about the verification sentences.
red) zukvsati: Zavier utilizes kingly vassals, serving all Thai ingredients.
Tell me again why nobody here threw things at me?
Jenny, even LTD has its ups and downs, as you and Bob have shown us. And everyone deserves a little pity party now and again. Also, SMP might tell you you have to tour to sell books, but we like to feel its more about us. And the idea that you guys, you and him, put yourselves through it, being away from home and loved ones and getting lost in Yonkers and fighting at toll booths and dealing with cheese of mass destruction ... we just feel that much more loved. Sort of.
(green) vrdtzylu: Virtually redundant donuts travel zones, yaking ludicrously unawares.
Jenny,
Unless you buy your tomatoes over ripe in the first place, you should be able to wash them, put them in the produce bin in your refrigerator and they should keep for at least 3 days - keeping them cold is key.
Bob and pantyhose. Hummm...shades of Joe Namath (sp?). (Yes, I remember those days.)
munuwe - Friday, brain fried, Scope Dope???
I wish my teachers were like you. :)
Lou and Jenny: FYI we have a promo running right now on t.v. here that says putting tomatoes in the refrigerator ruins their taste. As a result, we leave ours in a bowl on the counter, and they do last for a week or so and the taste does remain, as the commercial says.
You remember Joe Namath? Wow! Welcome, friend.
munuwe For LOU / Men Understand! Never underestimate women's education.
Okay, I know it's not great but the best I could do right now.
red) nnworihb Nerdy Ned wandered on road in Hawaii's boondocks. (is boondocks a common word or do only us/we Canadians use it. I don't hear it too often.)
I don't know, I didn't read that as "ingrate" - I read it as "book tours suck all the energy out of a person."
Just looked up 'boondocks' and found out it is "U.S. Slang" meaning "an uncivilized , out-of-the-way, or backwoods area; used with 'the'".
Okay, okay. I didn't know I had to use the word 'the' with it. We just say boondocks.
red) ekgfc Early killers got few choices.
Sorry, just had to try this one. As I said, I LOVE this game. I love the challenge.
rfxyyq red
"Royal Furriers, xanthic yacking yaks QUIT!"
scope dope:(is boondocks a common word or do only us/we Canadians use it. I don't hear it too often.)
"Down in the boondocks, down in the boondocks, people put me down cause that's the side of town I was born in. I love her she loves me but I don't fit in her society
Lord have mercy on the boy from down in the boondocks " Billy Joe Royal, 1965.
As soon as I read "boondocks" in your blog, that song started in my head. Now I'm going to have to try to get it out.
scope dope:(is boondocks a common word or do only us/we Canadians use it. I don't hear it too often.)
Oh very common here in the U.S. As in "He lives way out in the boondocks."
And yes, you say "the boondocks" same as you would say "the beach" or "the mountains."
appnikcv: Apparently picky people never ignore Kenny's cherry 'vette.
Jenny, I don't think there's any need to apologize. I spent two weeks in Italy on vacation going here, there, and everywhere. It was fantastic. I saw so many fabulous things and ate so much wonderful food, and I was absolutely exhaused after one and a half weeks. You survived 32 days of travel, so you have every right to be tired and glad to be home.
Speaking as a person at the signing in KC, you and Bob were doing remarkably well.
Thanks a lot, djr, now I have that dratted song running through my brain. Huh...must try purge... reread Bet Me...maybe that will work. Boondocks was a slang term in the US back when four-letter words were not used so indiscriminately (Friday morning, large word...can I go home NOW??).
ScopeDope, boondocks can be used with or without "the".
And yeah, I remember Joe Namath. Every year, my chronological age moves up one year (now 63). Fortunately, mostly due to good genes plus lots of outdoor activities, my body isn't aging quite that fast. My brain, however, seems to still think I'm in my middle 30s. Gets me into trouble sometimes...well that and my well developed, very warped sense of humor (shows up best when I'm speaking not writing). After all, we must have fun whenever and where ever we can!!
BTW - for all you mothers out there (no, not that meaning, geez), HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!
eatzn
eat'z nuggets
As for me, in the boondocks I do live.
On a dirt road..two tenths of a mile driveway..dusty, dusty.
In the Navy, the heavy shoes we wore were called "boondockers"
unnrwh...red
"u" never, never read with him...whomever he may be?
lou said ...My brain, however, seems to still think I'm in my middle 30s.
Boy I hear ya. I too remember Hollywood Joe and those commercials. But I'm happy to say I got carded when out with friends last February. And yes I'm still talking about it and will continue to do so. I credit good genes, good attitude and short height. When you're short people automatically assume you're younger - as if there was a correlation. hehehe whatever works.
But I swear so much of the time I don't feel like I've left my 20s very far behind. My teens yes, and thank God because I don't really want to spend my life that stupid. These kids who think they know everything already, I just want to stick them in a time machine and fast forward them 10 years so they can get a glimpse of just how ignorant they are and how easy it is to screw up their lives. If someone ever comes up with a perfect phrase that will make those kids "get it" without having to preach to them they should get a Nobel prize.
Blue - mvuulsbj (huh?): Mostly very understanding, unless lobbing soup bombs jealously.
uh oh. Green - xafatlpp (and does anyone else get fat lip out of that?)
Xavier (gotta love him) always flies around Tupelo lobbing pepper plants.
Yay! Jenny is seeing the light! I'm sure it's exhausting, but there are scores of us out here insanely jealous and want to be exhausted from such a fabulous book tour.
But, with Bob being the chipper "Living the Dream" Dude, you weren't negative, you were simply balancing the scales with a touch of Realism. And that, dear friends, is what women were created for: Keepin' it real!
Um, have you all heard about the comic strip, the boondocks? Very funny if you like biting racial humor. But if you hated richard pryor, never mind.
I completely feel for J&B Antique Road Show. I've been up in beautiful Seattle for 3 weeks, and while it's a great place, I loathe it and my hotel with a passion. I soooo want to go home to Tampa. And it doesn't matter how great a hotel is, or how much you love your job, not being at home stinks.
efblpu: every furry bundle (of) love pukes up
Well, Lou and Christina b. you all know how old I am and Christina is going to want to 'stick me in a time machine' because I always say I am 65 but I only feel 18.
You're right, Christina b. at 18 and now I feel like I know everything. (VERY BIG JOKE) I was an insecure kid who thought she knew nothing and I had teachers that agreed with me. Then when I hit 34 boy! what a change.
BTW I stand corrected about 'the boondocks'. My DH got into the discussion and did I hear it. "Of course, you knew there was a song called 'In the Boondocks' and of couse, you knew you had to use 'the'." Men, they always have to be right....And sometimes they are. Of course, I knew those things.
Sorry Lou and djr. I now hear the damn song running in my head too, and I have already just re-read "Bet Me".
Thank you Lou but my DH says you must ALWAYS use 'the'. Where does Talpianna weigh in on this?
blue)ejjca: Even journeying Jenny Crusie alliterates.
Christina B - Yep, I'm short also. Got carded up until I was 33. The bartender at the ski resort just shook his head (at himself - not me).
As for kids - I don't think there's anything but experience that will cure that kind of stupidity (sometimes even that doesn't do it!). But for all the clueless kids - there are, in contrast, Orangehands, Scope Dope's daughter, etc. Some kids get it - must be their upbringing!
taqesutb
to age quickly excell*s* ultimate time bump
Lou, definitely their upbringing. I couldn't agree with you more.
green) izyqe
In Zwahili you quote Euripedes.
It was Daschund day at Petsmart today and all I could think of was Jenny and how great it was that she got to be home for a few days with her little furballs. Who knew it was literal?
Thanks for the grocery list. I'm writing one right now and it is no where near as interesting. Simple straight forward list of items.
sauer - saw another underwater egret, really
Dictionary.com to the rescue! (This citation doesn't give any date, but I believe the word came into English during the Philippines campaign in the Spanish-American War. I've never heard it without "the" in front.)
boon·docks
pl.n. Slang
Wild and dense brush; jungle.
Rural country; the backwoods.
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[From Tagalog bundok, mountain.]
boondocks
n : a remote and undeveloped area [syn: backwoods, back country, hinterland]
glpphts -- baby glyphs, obviously
Oops! andgn -- Admire nice dark green newts.
What's up with blogger?
hryte -- Hungry rats yack, Talpianna explains.
I knew you would come through for me, Talpianna. Thank you. I find my definition in the Canadian College Dictionary.
I can't believe that the Cherrybombs aren't running to McDonalds to save the Moot babies. McDonalds knows not what they have and they are giving them out to children. Children, do you hear? The little monsters that will chew on Moot baby's head, step on him/her, throw the baby, or feed it to the dog. Oh the Horrors!
We must join together to save the Moot babies. They are undercover in plastic bags labeled as "The Wild". Help Save Moot Babies!
blue) obviously blogger is very p'd off with me. Eight letters.
dztataqs: Dialing 'zero' telephones all targets. Agents query spies.
charity_s: oh, no, i love chocolate. i mean, i've written poems dedicated to it kind of love. but i have some friends who don't. which actually really works out well for me when they get chocolate, cause they'll give it to me. frankly, a chocolate-lover should always hook up with a non-chocolate lover so the non-chocolate lover can give the chocolate-lover their chocolate. (i dare you, ten times fast)
scope dope, i know, pastrami, but that list wouldn't last more than a day in my house. actually, by mid-afternoon it would be gone. and i dislike spinach. not so bad if it's mixed in with a WHOLE bunch of other stuff, but nasty on own. and sorry, but lettuce and spinach- not even closely related. (ok, i can hear talpianna getting ready to disprove that statement with her resource sites, but doesn't taste the same).
heather: the Boondocks comic is excellent. politically and racially biting humor (to quote you), and it's excellent. the tv show, however, is horrible. (except for the theme song)
lou said "But for all the clueless kids - there are, in contrast, Orangehands, Scope Dope's daughter, etc. Some kids get it - must be their upbringing!"
i read that to my mom. she's almost done laughing.
xcdxeqd (blue)- not suitable for children under thirteen:
Xavier calmly decided. Xavier ejaculated, quickly done.
oh yeah, Happy Mom's Day to those that applies to.
(green):wrdbpaf (which i admit to reading as "word barf")
Well, recent dates believe Peter almost faints. (ok, not very coherent...)
OH, I don't think Jenny's grocery list was for more than a day. She got the stuff to make spaghetti sauce, right? And she got bagels, fresh spinach, pastrami and onion to make a sandwich. Works for me.
Oh Jenny, this just proves we can talk about anything, including your grocery list, so you do not have to worry about what you say to us. We will find a way to 'comment' it to death.
Louis, life must be great in THE boondocks. I think I would love it.
Help! help! Orangehands, can't YOU hear the Moot babies crying out for help?
red) hsnygqy: In answer to Talpianna:
Hosea says, "No young God queries you."
scope dope, i'm gettng to it, i'm getting to it. geez. although, do they sell the same toys all around the world at the same time? well, now that i'm curious i'll have to go... *backpedaling furiously* not that i wouldn't have gone to save Moot of course.
ucjpx: (blue)
under care, John petitions Xavier.
OH, since the Moot babies are part of a promotion for the motion picture "The Wild" I am pretty sure you should have them too. Here, you can buy the toy separate from the meal, if that helps. Besides, you get to save two critters, not just one. I got Moot Baby Bob and a baby turtle.
green)tqjagww Good Gawd! I said I like a challenge but this is ridiculous.
To quote Jenny, "A good writer writes." Gotcha blogger.
Scope Dope Cherrybomb said...
I can't believe that the Cherrybombs aren't running to McDonalds to save the Moot babies.
I did. I did, I ran to MacDonalds, but they said that promo was over here. Very disappointed. I must remain Mootless. Pout.
wgkqy (ye gods)
wild grizzly kills queenly yacker
Oh no, they destroyed the Moot babies. How could this happen? How could it be over so soon. Sorry, CBs. I didn't know. We will try to save all the ones here. I will tell two friends, they will tell two friends etc.
Thanks, b'gina. Where do you live maybe there is still a chance somewhere else? I just clicked on your name and you live in the Bay area of SF. Oh no, OH you may not have a chance.
I do appreciate everyone that has tried to save the Moot babies. Thank you. I thank you, my mother thanks you. Who said that?
Jenny and Bob, Bob and Jenny, I am really sorry if we didn't save all Moot's babies. I believe an effort was made by some to do so.
blue) kjwjnn
Kindly Jenny. Whiney Jenny? Never. Never.
I think Groucho Marx made the statement:
"I thank you. My mother thanks you. My father thanks you...." Not sure, but I bet Talpianna knows.
green) ibsefg
Initially, Bob sends every foe Godiva.
Beware, Jenny.
scope dope: tomorrow, i will ask about "the Wild" animals at MD's. hopefully, baby moot lasts longer in LA, but i think the movie is already a couple of weeks old so...i wonder what happens to all the toys MD buys but doesn't sell. hmmm...talpianna, we have questions piling up for you
my dad thinks "my mother thanks you, my father thanks you, my sister thanks you, and i thank you" was George M. Cohan. though maybe Grocho said the quote that matches exactly what you wrote.
djhews:
dogs jog. he enjoys watching. sick.
ok, blogger pissing me off, and i'm falling asleep, so see you guys later. night all.
Thanks for the grocery list Jenny. But the comment that caught my eye was about the yarn. Do you knit? crochet? Or is it just for the kitties? Inquiring minds want to know.
RESting CB
kdqvxqtf - Killer dogs quiver violently eXamining quite terrifying foes.
As the Tigress will be happy to tell you once she gets her bookmarks loaded onto her new computer and gets back here, The Mole and green vegetables are mutually antipathetic.
What are you guys who actually patronize McD's going to name your little mootants? I suggest "Dundee" for one of them....
I think that "my mother thanks you, my father thanks you" was originally Al Jolson, in vaudeville, but I didn't look it up. It might well have been Cohan; at least it goes back to the vaudeville era. It's a Jewish expression, I think; was Cohan Jewish or Irish?
zbggi -- Zaza buys Glamour-Geek icecream.
orangehands said...
my dad thinks "my mother thanks you, my father thanks you, my sister thanks you, and i thank you" was George M. Cohan.
yep. Or at least that's what Jimmy Cagney says in the movie based on Cohan's life. Its later on in the movie when his father just passed away, I think.
green - fdsxed: Fastidiously dressed, Sarah (e)xited Eduardo's dojo.
Oh, and I believe Cohan is Irish, and Cohen is Jewish ... or something like that.
DH, the mighty expert, who, unlike Talpianna, has never been wrong says it is Cohan and he is Irish.
DH is the only one who thinks he has never been wrong. In fact, our son has a piece of paper dated sometime in the 1980s saying DH admitted he was wrong and has the aforementioned DH's signature. He still insists he has never been wrong.
Unlike Talpianna who has the grace to admit she was wrong three times in 1956.
green) dqmawj
Doherty, quit making a weary Jenny. (not like that you guys. Geez!)
scope dope: went to MD but no more baby Moots. instead, they had these really ugly small bears. so sorry. maybe they released all the baby Moot's into the wild. as for names, probably would have called mine:
boy- Igor's Gregor, or Greg for short
girl- Sasha (i really like that name, and an alligator would make a good Sasha, with all that biting and stuff)
oh geez: green: zkxjjglj:
Zoe, keeping Xavier jogging, jokingly giggles like Ja-ja (Binks)
Jenny Crusie:
thank you for the laughter! I was Down with a big D and then I picked up your (and Bob's) book and in a few minutes I was Laughing and there with your characters in the swamp. I read the book in one sitting, as should everyone...... thanks thanks thanks. I am impatiently waiting for your next book. Enjoy your life, you deserve it! (Bob too)
Becky Irene Matthews
Saturday, 05/13/06
Orangehands, really sorry you couldn't find a Moot baby. Liked the names though.
Don't know what the small bears would be for. Some promo or other. I just wrote "tother". My mom used to say "one or tother" all the time. She is gone now.
blue) Holy heck! nxuocqeg
Not expected unless otherwise called, (I'm) quietly eating garbage.
ScopeDopeCherrybomb [who needs a shorter name] wrote: Talpianna who has the grace to admit she was wrong three times in 1956.
No, no, NO!!!! Three times SINCE 1956!!!
It was indeed Cohan, and he was indeed Irish. Says Wikipedia: "He completed a family act called "The Four Cohans", which included his father Jeremiah "Jere" Cohan (1848–1917), mother Helen "Nellie" Costigan Cohan (1854–1928), and sister Josephine "Josie" Cohan Niblo (1874–1916)." Hence the phrase.
xqgfq (Obviously Blogger still hates me. Note to self: sacrifice other cat.) -- Exquisite quilts give feathery quiet.
Oops!
agrshdv -- All Greek robbers should have driven vehicles.
talpianna: i'm not sure blogger likes cats. maybe try a few fish?
green: jdsqb:
job demands slow, quiet Bob (as opposed to loud Bob, as such when he drives)
dang. guess the j was an i
red: hjdcrcy: (almost have "cry" in it)
"Hi Jones, did Cynthia rightly chose you?"
OH, did you mean 'choose you?'
Oh Talpianna, I am so sorry I got that wrong. But, wouldn't it be better to have been wrong all in one year and gotten it over with?
Can't have a shorter name. That is what they called my trade in the Air Force because we spent so much time watching aircraft on radar screens. "Blip Drips" was another name they had for us because the aircraft show up as "Blips". To me Blip Drips sounds a little obscene.
red) ybmuc "Yo, Bob. Meet ubiquitous cherrries."
scope dope: right, choose. damn o's. (hehe, didn't mean that for baseball fans).
Blip Drip cherrybomb. you're right. it sounds slightly obscene.
blue: byafrm:
By you, a farmer's risky monkey.
ok, kind of bad.
But you always frame rabbits, mom.
Since Talpianna declines to know anything about greens, I can reassure OH that, indeed, there is very little relationship between spinach and lettuce. OK, both have a rosette habit (big leaves, all clustered near the ground, little short stem that only elongates when the plants flower). And you may infer that both (under the right conditions) flower, and have broad leaves (not like lilies or grass), but other than that, very little similarity. Spinach is in the same family as beets, while lettuce is in the sunflower family. I don't know how long it's been since their shared common ancestor - I'm pretty sure it's less than 125 million years, and (I had to look for this - fascinating stuff) more than 70 million years.
Which means that dinosaurs could have had opinions on whether they preferred lettuce or spinach, too. I eat lots of raw baby spinach in salads, but have no objection to most sorts of lettuce. Spinach, though, tends to be higher in iron, though not necessarily easily recoverable!
twrrvswl(red): tediously wordy ranting reveals vitiated soul without life
Happy Mother's Day!
zjlzb(also red): zestful Jenny loves zapping Bob
Maybe only moms can blog today
ptbsqe: passing time blogging saves querulous educators
I think blogger is missing his mother or something because I got three verifications before I could publish on the last post.
Diane that was really interesting stuff on the lettuce and spinach. I like salads made with both. Wendy's makes a great Chicken BLT salad that has baby spinach in it and I love it.
green) yzjlp
Young, zesty, Jenny loves pastrami. (I know 'cause it was on her grocery list. So there! nah, nah,nah,nah, nah.) Some day I will grow up as well as old)
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY, CHERRY BOMBS
blue) yyjzpop
"Yack's yucky," Jenny zays. "Please, only poop!"
I speak with zee accent.
Happy Mother's Day!
i did like the info on spinach vs. lettuce (wonder which one dinosaurs really did prefer), but still don't like spinach. unless i need to poop, in which case spinach juice (boiling the spinach) is good for you- got that from my grandma.
hvsyoo (red):
heavy vices, says you, overpopulate Oregon.
Thanks Diane! I love hanging out here. You meet such literate people. I guess the spinach/beet thing actually makes since because they are both high in iron. I'm not sure what sunflowers and lettuce have in common.
I like to throw some baby spinach in my salads too. I don't like all greens because some are so bitter. But spinach is good. Although I don't like it cooked either. Too slimy.
(blue) jouxsfll: Jenny obviously understands (e)xciting stuff fans love - la!
dang, must have been an i.
(red) mreexkq: Mostly Robert expects excellence, Xavier knows ... quite!
Scope Dope Cherrybomb said... Don't know what the small bears would be for. Some promo or other.
They're advertising the Build-a-Bear stores.
Thanks connecthedots. I don't think I know that chain. Oh, is that the one where you go in and dress your own bear?
Still not Moot babies and that was what I was after. I wonder what they did with the Moot babies. They were promoting "The Wild".
red) ajlyioll
Actually, Jenny, love your ideas on living large.
Thanks connecthedots.
Happened to pick up a Happy Meal for one of my nieces yesterday. She got a little bear with a ballerina dress.
Given the crap McDs usually gives out, I actually thought the bear was pretty decent.
I don't think I know that chain. Oh, is that the one where you go in and dress your own bear?
Yup. Though, you do more than dress it. You start with an unstuffed animal. They put a little heart in there and a bunch of stuffing, then sew it up. Then you pick an outfit.
They were promoting "The Wild".
Which I did actually see. But it's been out for at least a couple of weeks, if not longer. They don't usually promote that far into a movie's run (unless it's something like Star Wars... then they promote FOREVER). The niece knew all about the bear and has apparently seen others... so I'd say they've had the bears down here in the States for a little bit.
connectthedots said "Given the crap McDs usually gives out, I actually thought the bear was pretty decent."
"crap" LOL. that's how i describe the food (except for the fries, though since i heard it takes years for them to digest, like gum, it's put me off them a little...unless i smell it. god, they smell good.)
connectthedots, you would like this little alligator. It is really cute and sturdy plastic. When you push down on the jaws the tail wags. In the same bag I got a turtle that moves across the floor or the table like crazy. It is one of those that you push off and it goes.
OH, my DH used to tell my DD that the milkshakes she liked at McDs were made of plastic and she was ingesting pure plastic. She loved them anyway. "Oh Dad!" (Writing all these acronyms is like being back in the military)
dgtxwyp (red)
Doherty gave today's Xplanation with Yankee precision (oops, he's a southerner, isn't he?)
Went to Chicago for Mother's Day. (Thanks DH!) Had to go into Border's Books and grab some magazines for the ride home. We are browsing the new book section and my HUSBAND, yells over to me at the magazine racks..."Hey, they have Jenny's book(sorry Bob it's a hometown thing) and it's right here in the middle shelf!"
He went to the signing in Cincy and lurked in the stacks but loved listening to them. He knows whenever I am in any bookstore, I am on the lookout for DLD. And , of course, I told everyone nearby that it was the most fantastic book ever and they should buy it for their mothers. So Jenny and Bob, her and him, could keep on living the dream.
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