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I really like when it rains heavily without any warning, no build up, no hints, just rain. lots of rain. I can't describe how itchy my tattoo is. I have these dreams where I take my chefs knife and use it to scrape all of the scabbing off. Thats probably one of the worst ideas I've ever conjured up ( Read more... )

Last night I poured myself into the same kitchen as my sister and father. Dad's birthday celebration. we made pasta from scratch using last year's birthday gift. my father and I scoured his backyard farm for the right tomatoes to make sauce from scratch. We turned La Traviata up on his stereo and sipped the homemade wine that had been aging for 4 ( Read more... )

18 more days, only 5 with Jilly. I don't know if I feel anything other than unprepared ( Read more... )

Thank god it's raining. Thank god because it'll help the humidity and thank god because it means theres a chance I won't have to work. The country club closes it's golf course when there is thunder and lightning. Weather.com is telling me that the thunder storms will last well up through 3pm. Please be right weather.com, please be right ( Read more... )

I feel like an ass. Have you ever had one of those moments where you realize you've been spelling the same word wrong your entire life? Yeah, I just had one of those and it sucks. I feel so inadequate. I don't even want to talk about what word it is or any of the specifics, it's just too painful. seriously ( Read more... )

One day I will be a great chef, and my food will make people fall in love and end wars. Be ready.

Fuck Emeril Lagasse,
Kim

My physical therapist is a dream boat. He sounds like Nicholas Cage and looks a little bit like Big Bird, but he's as funny as anyone I've ever met. The number one way to my heart is getting me to laugh. I find nothing romantic/sexual/non-plutonic about my feelings for him. Finding him decidedly dreamy is something I feel as an empirical fact, I ( Read more... )

There are, at any given moment in this house, 75-100 unfinished projects. They range from needing to saw the bottom part of a door so it will finally fit inside the doorframe, to needing to entirely refinish the basement which has been gutted of both sheetrock and insulation. It will be a very cold winter if that one doesn't get finished first, and ( Read more... )

My mother is about to come home from her one week hiatus, and suddenly the urge to drink heavily is almost overwhelming. I made a near-gormet dinner for her to have when she gets back, but I just checked her flight status and it has been delayed. So the creamy farfalle with sauteed mushrooms and asparagus with melted mascarpone cheese is sitting in ( Read more... )