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Yucko

Memo to Cafe Yum:

Ahem. Raisins do not belong in banana pudding. I know you like to crumble up cookies to put in said pudding, and that is fine. I’d prefer that you used the traditional vanilla wafers, but I’m not complaining abut the cookies. But don’t include the raisins from those cookies in the banana pudding, because yuck.

Otherwise, I heart you. xoxo

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After an absolutely freakishly insanely crazily busy month at work, tomorrow is the start of a new month. I’m so ready for a day off.

And Friday, Woman in Black opens up. Hmmm. Methinks I need to take that day off. Methinks I need to persuade the incomparable Izzybella to take that day off.

And then the equally incomparable Amethyst is coming over to join Izzy and me for dinner that evening. And for girl time. Plenty o’ girl time.

 

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Splish Splash!

It’s raining today. In fact, it’s pouring. The old man? Definitely snoring. But I don’t want the rain to go away. We need the rain.

Enter my awesome plaid wellies.

   

I’d forgotten how fun it is to splash in the puddles, instead of gingerly trying to avoid them, ending up with soaked shoes and soaked pants and coming into the office a wee bit crabby because of said soaked shoes and pants.

I got out of my car, and splished and splashed and stomped through every puddle I could find between my car and the door.

Then I came to my desk, took off my wellies, slipped on my flats, and got going.

In other breaking news: I’m going to the dentist this afternoon to, I devoutly hope, get my infected wisdom tooth removed. If he doesn’t remove it today, I shall be very put out. It hurts. The whole right side of my face hurts, including my ear. I’ve been on antibiotics for days, but it still frikkin’ hurts! Growl!

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  1. Pour the contents of the bag onto a napkin or into a dish or a plate or something.
  2. Separate them by colour.
  3. Line them up in neat little rows, the top row being the colour that has the most M&M’s and the bottom row being the colour that has the fewest M&M’s.
  4. Eat them, two at a time, from bottom to top.
  5. If you are left with a single M&M in any given row, leave it there.
  6. If you have multiple colours with the same number of M&M’s, eat them according to which colour you like better (e.g. brown before yellow because I like yellow better).
  7. Then when you have only one M&M left in each colour, pair them up and eat them two at a time.
  8. If you have one solitary M&M left at the end of this process, throw it away.

 

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A Blast from the Past

When I was a kid, 12 or 13ish, we lived in a house in Albany, Georgia, in a neighbourhood that was formerly Naval Base Housing and abutted a golf course. Being the oldest kid, I was the boss of the other two, and frequently strongarmed them into going to the small convenience store at the golf course and getting me a Coke and some sour cream and onion Doritos.

I know! What a bossy bitcah!

And you’re probably saying, “What the heck? There’s no such thing as sour cream and onion Doritos!” And you’re right. Well, not anymore. Because when I stopped at lunch to get something to drink this afternoon, I saw the holy grail of Dorito-dom sitting by all the different flavours of Doritos. Limited Edition! screamed the label. Sour Cream and Onion!

I bought two bags so I’d have a spare in case something happens to the first bag and I never find them anymore. I hope they taste as good now as they did when I was a bossy big sister. And if my siblings are reading this, I owe you. Want a Coke and a bag of sour cream and onion Doritos?

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Sometimes I’m just sitting at my desk working, and an uncontrollable urge comes over me. I have to make noise. Any noise. Well, any noise with my mouth. Whistling doesn’t cut it during those urges. It probably sounds like a toddler babbling, or someone who has consumed a serious amount of mind-altering substances expounding on the universe. Or maybe someone speaking in tongues. I don’t know. I just hope the urge never overtakes me when one of the bigwigs is near my desk.

 

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