Blurt Thread III - Emporium of Unexpected Exclamations & Revelations

Enough cheese for a good pizza? Or are we talking 100-pound wheels of gouda here?

35 lbs of cheese I had to get ready for a catering gig on Friday night. My children were despondent they couldn’t eat all of it.


You pooped in the refrigerator? And you ate the whole wheel of cheese?
Ummmmmm, no, not today to either, or both.

Happy mother’s day. ❤️
I already said it via chat, but belated Happy Mother’s Day to you gorgeous woman.

I thought once your kids got older you wouldn’t have eat or drink things that you didn’t want to, to make your kids happy for Mother’s Day. I received a bottle of coffee infused red wine.

Hold me. I’m scared.
 
Step aside Buffalo Wings, Korean Chicken Wings are in da house!

*licks and sucks fingertips*

Gochujang is where it’s at.
 
The last drink my daughter brought me was a semi-sweet, slightly tart blend of fresh water and stale Play-Doh.

I'll take the coffee wine.

You win. :D

A friend told me about the music genre Yacht rock. “You will love it” she said.

I didn’t have the heart to tell her, it’s the music I grew up on. Now I just feel like a failure for not having a yacht by this point in my life.
 
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A friend told me about the music genre Yacht rock. “You will love it” she said.

I didn’t have the heart to tell her, it’s the music I grew up on. Now I just feel like a failure for not having a yacht by this point in my life.

When I was sort of dating my sort of first girl friend I told her to stick with me because I was going to be a millionaire by the time I was 25. She didn't and I wasn't. I blame her ;-).

I had never heard this term so I had to look it up! "Yacht Rock is meant to suggest the kind of smooth, mellow music that early yuppies likely enjoyed while sipping champagne and snorting cocaine on their yachts."

Being a sucker for a combination of melody and harmony, I have a bit of "yacht rock" in my vestigial CD collection. Being the proud owner of most of the "Midnight Special" DVD set, it always amazes me that many of those artists would never survive in today's music environment in spite of their talent (being "mellow" didn't mean being untalented). Stunning looks and firey licks were few and far between, but those guys (and gals) could write awesome songs.

I was also a fan of many other bands and styles and thought the "nice price" bin at WalMart was a gold mine. When my son started playing in live bands he surprised me with his diverse tastes and complete disregard for what's popular, so I guess my eclectic tastes rubbed off on him. I am not sure if he appreciates "Yacht Rock" tho, but fortunately people seem to like what he plays.
 
Have you ever thought about trying one of those pre-cooked, microwave-in-a-bag rice packages?

Don't.

Blech!

Disappointed in Duluth,
Ellie
 
Have you ever thought about trying one of those pre-cooked, microwave-in-a-bag rice packages?

Don't.

Blech!

Disappointed in Duluth,
Ellie

I'm sure a lot of it has to do with the kind of rice that microwaves well. One of the many skills my wife brought to our marriage was a finely honed ability to choose an electric rice cooker. It speaks in a foreign language that I don't understand but has a one touch mode that is perfect every time in about 15 minutes. Highly recommended.

Also highly recommended is the BirdsEye brand microwave bags of potatoes and veggies. A little pricey but when it's just the two of us (or one of me) it's a nice time saver.
 
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Being a sucker for a combination of melody and harmony, I have a bit of "yacht rock" in my vestigial CD collection. Being the proud owner of most of the "Midnight Special" DVD set, it always amazes me that many of those artists would never survive in today's music environment in spite of their talent (being "mellow" didn't mean being untalented). Stunning looks and firey licks were few and far between, but those guys (and gals) could write awesome songs.

I was also a fan of many other bands and styles and thought the "nice price" bin at WalMart was a gold mine. When my son started playing in live bands he surprised me with his diverse tastes and complete disregard for what's popular, so I guess my eclectic tastes rubbed off on him. I am not sure if he appreciates "Yacht Rock" tho, but fortunately people seem to like what he plays.

I got my Eagles CD in that very bin. Baby Minx insists on listening to it every time we head to or from her college. It has become a nice little tradition.
 
I’m royally shocked at how many people I know who are getting up early to watch this wedding. I hardly like going to weddings when it’s my friends and family getting married.
 
I feel like playing mandola in a gondola passing a pergola while eating granola with gorgonzola from Loyola.
 
I’m not much into weddings or even marriage really anymore, but I watched it and loved it and am totally in love with it all.

What a sucker. I love the young Royals. I have no idea why, I’m tragic.

I've never been weddinged or married, but there's something undeniably fun about the idea of suddenly getting to live in a castle and never having to do dishes or laundry ever again.
 
I’m not much into weddings or even marriage really anymore, but I watched it and loved it and am totally in love with it all.

What a sucker. I love the young Royals. I have no idea why, I’m tragic.



I got a big, variety pack of the feels from this post. Like a Nicholas Sparks novel.
 
I’m not much into weddings or even marriage really anymore, but I watched it and loved it and am totally in love with it all.

What a sucker. I love the young Royals. I have no idea why, I’m tragic.

Not much for the matrimony myself, and had to go be at an actual joyous event last Sat but whatever, it made the participants happy.

Same with watching the Royals ruin their— er, I mean declare their never ending love and adoration. I’m sure it made them happy. Good for them.

I didn’t watch, but other than you, every other friend of mine who did, insisted on giving me all the gory details. Even when I tried to run away.

The ex made Babyminx cry. I want to take a shovel to his face.
 
I didn’t watch, but other than you, every other friend of mine who did, insisted on giving me all the gory details. Even when I tried to run away.
I didn't watch. (I wouldn't have watched anyway.) My partner didn't watch, Nobody I know watched, or at least they won't talk about it. Maybe some of my partner's pinochle buds watched but I've not heard from them. I don't see notes in local media from anyone who watched. Whatever.

The ex made Babyminx cry. I want to take a shovel to his face.
Be careful about announcing prospective murders and maimings online. Someone might notice.
 
I didn't watch. (I wouldn't have watched anyway.) My partner didn't watch, Nobody I know watched, or at least they won't talk about it. Maybe some of my partner's pinochle buds watched but I've not heard from them. I don't see notes in local media from anyone who watched. Whatever.

Be careful about announcing prospective murders and maimings online. Someone might notice.

I didn’t say I was going to, just that I want to. If I was actually planning to off everyone I’d like to, I’d have no time for anything else.
 
I didn’t say I was going to, just that I want to. If I was actually planning to off everyone I’d like to, I’d have no time for anything else.
An old royal trick is to invite one's enemies to a party in a festive hall. then bolt the doors and burn down the place. That requires minimal planning and effort, just right for mass genepool cleansings.
 
That was a wonderful note. I hope she enjoys it. But if her inner nerd hasn't started to blossom yet there's a gift receipt. You can get her something less geeky :).
 
Chopped liver!

Shoveled liver!

*snip*
Looking around my house this morning, I have the same thoughts about glitter. Fucking glitter everywhere.

Glitter is the herpes of the crafting world.


Headed to a wine festival. I have truly become an adult. Had on a cute, cool, gauzy top with my shorts. Looked at the weather report, and it’s supposed to rain. I changed into a still cute, less transparent tee shirt since I know at some point today I’m going to be soaked to the skin.

Thirty years ago, I would have been figuring out how to get away with not wearing a bra with the gauzy top. *sigh*
 
Preparations for the generous free-pour.



A saucy, sexy, and savvy oenophile.
 
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