mmmmmmm caramelized onions
No kidding. The first people I got involved with, most of whom I remember with some fondness, couldn't fix a damned thing. I suppose that was liberating in that I had to learn that myself and got to like all that. But when I started out I was only thinking that a nice pot of flowers would be good over there...
Gutter time again, eh? (Neighbor's gd mulberry tree even worse this year...)
Ummmm, I don't get the onion reference.
I like my mens like my coffee.....tall,strong and rich.
All this talk of onion chopping, ladders and strong coffee ... a gal could get ideas.
jespah wrote:
All this talk of onion chopping, ladders and strong coffee ... a gal could get ideas.
well, that would be a welcome change.
Jespah. Idea-free since 1978.
Dang, now I gotta run for President.
If this story had been about a single woman living with her dad, and working for the family business, it would have been much shorter.
The woman would have thought...."I'm going to inherit 20 million dollars one day."
end of story.
I like mine like my coffee too......cold and bitter.
(can you tell I'm a swinging bachelorette for the next 2 weeks)?
I like my coffee strong and saturated with cream.
Oh god I cant imagine the man who fits THAT description...
I like my coffe like my men, Columbian and robust.
you are one damn freak, you know that?
chai2 wrote:
you are one damn freak, you know that?
are you just now realizing this?
