My nose is whistling.
I'm tired.
If Diz tries to play Hannibal-over-the-Alps tonight I may have to kill him.
Although I will start with the water spray bottle.

Nap, nap, snooze.
Not in until 18.30 tomorrow, and I was a plum to even agree to that.
It's good £ though.

Well, I may as well tell you now that it was chips and salsa and cheese. Better luck next time to all our loyal contestants!

Now I feel bad for not playing. I bet it was a good lunch too!

Okay, just for you glatt, here's a hint for the next round (everyone close your eyes except glatt): it's always chips and salsa and cheese. I'm consistent in my vices...

Okay, everyone else can open their eyes again.

What kind of cheese? Is the salsa the fresh kind, or the thicker kind out of a jar? And as long as I'm asking, are they the regular white corn tortilla chips?

Current favorite salsa is out of a jar, but super all-natural. It's called Gringo Mountain, something like that. Chips are 100% white corn. The cheese, I can't remember. I think maybe some kind of onion Beemster. They have this basket at our grocery store where they package up the last slivers of whatever fancy cheese wheel they're divvying up, so you can get just a tiny bit of something and see if you like the flavor without committing to an $8 wedge of it. We just grab several at a time. A few flavors have been awful--we both hated the wine-infused cheese, for example--but most of them have been pretty interesting.

Mmmmm... cheese.

We just got some sort of organic, free range, goats milk, feta cheese from Trader Joes. I thought feta was feta, but this stuff was divine.

My mom scowls every time I talk to her. Do you think she's mad at me? Haha.....it's horrible when women living in the same house have PMS at the same time. :-/

delayed menopause?

Perhaps they can get together over a bottle of wine.

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No. She's already passed it. Just that she gets scarily mean at least once a month that I call it pms tantrum. :p

Haha.....I wish! The last time my mom saw my sister poured a glass, she raised hell. So sadly, a nice bottle is out of the question. :-(

Happy Grandparents' Day to all those who did their time as parents and now enjoy cute kids on loan. :)

Have you ever felt like something quite inconsequential is breaking your heart, even though the only thing which has ever touched your heart has been a stimulant because the stomach is the powerhouse of emotions?
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Just me then.

Mum's friend is not coming round for dinner.
She (Mum) deliberately did not tell me that. Not out of malice, just that she didn't want to disappoint me.

Hmmm. That way, farce lies.
I can picture her nipping in and out of the patio windows in a wig pretending to be Maureen...

Sorry, that has really lifted my spirits as I'm laughing at my own imagination now.

But I am mourning the fact I am cooking a gorgeous meal for two people. And the meal I planned would have been different if I'da known that. Because it was originally for five.
The main reason for cooking is to allow Mum time to sit and chat. Which she doesn't want to do with Dad.

Still, almost nothing was bought new; it's all about eating from the freezer.
Just sad that a real, proper, slap-up roast meal won't be more of an occasion.