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1) I have a thief. Nothing like 2nd Edition d&d to make you remember why I always played fighters and thieves... But I am playing and getting out of the house, so: huzzah! Sunday was the first time since
rethought's cook all my food dinner I'd interacted with adults other than Sara or checkout ladies at the store: good times!
2) Waking up, showering and busing downtown for savory steak pies is a good way to start your day.
3) So is my Patented Alton Brown's Patented French Toast.
4) I am nearly into some sort of work groove and the Bronzer Cookbook which I am laying for
k8cre8 is coming along nicely again and at a fairly decent rate considering I squeeze the time in around Rona's naps or locking myself in my bedroom when Sara is home. I may end up wanting to come up with some interior illustrations because sometimes the whitespace it too much.
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2) Waking up, showering and busing downtown for savory steak pies is a good way to start your day.
3) So is my Patented Alton Brown's Patented French Toast.
4) I am nearly into some sort of work groove and the Bronzer Cookbook which I am laying for
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Date: 10 Oct 2006 08:20 (UTC)no subject
Date: 9 Oct 2006 18:48 (UTC)When I was growing up, one of my mom's best friends was a women we called Crazy Andy (she sometimes referred to herself this way as well). The way she and my mom met illustrates why she was 'crazy'.
My mom was taking me and my 2 sisters for a walk one morning, basically just to get out of the house. So she had loaded up the stroller and ended up wandering us further away from the house than usual. Walking down a block we'd never been down before, suddenly a woman comes tearing out of her front door. "Another mommy! You've got to come in!", this strange woman screams at my mother. Andy had 2 kids of her own at home, and apparently she was as starved for adult companionship as my mom was. So they are still friends to this day. Never underestimate the importance of talking to other grown ups.
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Date: 10 Oct 2006 08:27 (UTC)