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castlequeen
Over 90 days ago
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Quote by chefkathleen
I think there's as many flavors of BBQ sauce as there are people here. lol

Actually, I pick up HP at the British market and use it to baste on the BBQ and it's quite tasty. Seeing as how I can eat steaks and stuff OK, I'll be doing a lot of BBQ'ing this summer.
Quote by chefkathleen
whose billy mays


Nobody really. A con man. Some liked to called them pitch men. They try to sell the public stuff that really is either cheap or just doesn't work. Americans are gulliable. We want to believe that everything is always coming up roses.


Actually, Mays was picky about what he did. If he didn't feel the product did what was advertised, he wouldn't do the commercial.
Really depends on the ex. I had one relationship that just didn't work out when we got to the deep emotional stuff, but hanging out, doing stuff and sex was fine. About three months after we broke it off, we bumped into each other and sort of um, became regular for each other with the provision that if either of us met another person that we would quit it immediately. I got another 5 months of steady great sex until I met my next boyfriend. After THAT relationship ended I didn't get the chance to call him because this very sexy artist asked me out...and I've been happily married for nine plus years...
Quote by Catnip

Don't ask.
Just give me lots of loving.

Happy to give it, I hope all is well, or will be once you've had enough to drink...
OK, Thai is out, but apparently steaks are all good....he took me to our local and superb steakhouse, and I swear it's never tasted better. Odd though, I had two baked potatoes and seemed ravenous? Any of the other ladies encounter this in pregnancy? It seemed like I couldn't eat enough, and in fact I finished the last few bites of his steak when he was full.
Oh joy, I'm beginning to discover certain foods and pregnancy don't go together. Like Thai. Damnit! My doctor's already told me to cut back on caffeine (sell your Starbuck's stock, trust me!) and now I've been told that certain foods that I used to enjoy will make me hurl. Lovely.
I soooooo wanted to be like her, alas, it was not to be. I'm just glad it's over for her, no more pain, no more suffering. I'd heard she'd cut all her famous hair off because the treatments were making it fall out. I know she's in a better place where it's as glorious and beautiful as ever...
Quote by Durrasch
Who gives a fuck if he is dead? If you didn't know him or his family, you have no reason to be in any kind of mourning, for Christ's sake!

Pardon me, but some people actually care. I care because he was a very talented performer who created some incredible music that's been part of very happy memories for me. I care because for all his problems he never stopped caring about others, I care because he was obviously a very tortured soul who had so little peace, and mostly I care because 50 is far too soon to go for for anyone.
Pardon me for having a heart, Durrasss.
Quote by roccotool
Zaf can tell you the running joke we have in the midwest: "If you don't like the weather, just wait a day or so. It'll change." Sometimes in the extreme.

A day? Seattle's worse than that! Saturday was the Solstice Parade, sunny, warm, perfectly lovely day, by 3, overcast, by 4 darn near freezing rain (we live just outside of Seattle), by 5, howling winds, by 6, clearing, by 7, warm, by 8, hot enough that we opened the sliding glass door in the bedroom, by 9, fans are on. Go to bed, wake up to darn near arctic conditions. Gotta love it.
Quote by Lisa
I'm another one for lipgloss, but some lipsticks stay on for the entire day anyway and NO amount of kissing will get rid of them.

My husband respectfully disagrees. Like I said, I wear it rarely, and it's yet to survive his lips....:-)
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Getting it on in public seems to give you a thrill, to the point that you push the envelope much farther than most people. This open approach to public displays of passion surely keeps your sex life steamy and varied, and you're not alone - a lot of people get very turned on by the fact that they could be caught in the act at any moment. While it may be all fun and games, however, you should reconsider some of the consequences of your actions. You could be discovered at the wrong place (your office) at the wrong time (work hours) by the wrong person (your boss) and suffer some serious humiliation. Besides, public displays of lust can be rude and make other people very uncomfortable. Try balancing your libertinism with some discretion.

WTF was up with the dressing like a nun or priest question?
I mean, there's very little I wouldn't do for a million bucks, but what an oddball question.
Don't wear it often, and usually it's at hubby's request if we're going out somewhere nice, although from time to time I'll get all made up for a pleasant evening in....
Going to grill up some halibut with my special spicy lemon/lime sauce, fresh salad and some very tasty rolls that I found at the grocery store the other day. Then I'll serve up a lovely dessert I bought at Whole Foods and let my husband think I made it myself!
Well Nicola, I was hoping that the guys could explain why they get all jerky at this point...:-)
Thank you all for the kind words, we had been saving and planning for some time and recently he declared "it's time!". It took us, uh, less time that I'd thought with me being almost 40, but I've been keeping in good shape the last few years. My doctor wanted to know how long we'd been trying and she was surprised when I told her, apparently we got very lucky in that. Not that I have any problem with trying, mind you....
Now it's time to read up, I got all the books today at lunch hour...and over dinner, we had our first disagreement about the baby, although not a very serious one as preliminary baby names got discussed!
My top three were:
Laura (after my grandmother),
Katherine,
& Emma
and
Douglas,
Ian,
& Andrew

He didn't like ANY of them and thought the following were better:
Melissa,
Julia (after his grandmother),
& Nichole
and
Warren (after his grandfather),
William,
& John
were all better choices, the man is clearly insane...lol! However, when I told him I wasn't thrilled by any of his choices, he took me by the hand and said the name wasn't important, that all he really cared about was a healthy and happy baby, and that name could be sorted out later.... Ten years in, and the guy can still make my heart sing....I'm a very lucky girl.
I told my husband yesterday that next year we will be parents, and he was thrilled, tears of joy, he made me breakfast in bed, etc. However, we spent a good bit of time with his family and he acted like getting me pregnant was the single most important thing in the known universe and that he must be the coolest, most manly man ever for having done so. Not to mention he told pretty much.....every single person we ran across that we were expecting. He's never spoken to the guy who cashiers at the grocery store, but he made sure the guy knew he'd been the one to knock me up.
What the hell is up with that kind of stuff guys?
If he keeps it up the kid will never know him, cause I'm gonna brain him first.rBKWVfn9FZ7TPNnl

Kidding, but he's gonna drive me nuts before too long...
Ah, the useless items in the home. Hubby bought an ice cream making kit 5 years ago because we both enjoy ice cream. The box is still unopened, as is his beer making setup (It's only 159.99 honey, but I can make my own beer for less than 10 cents a glass and we'll save money!), his wood-carving set, his 836 different model car/airplane/sailing ship kits and so on. I imagine he'll buy our baby tons of useless things as well. Him: "Honey, she needs a full set of hockey gear." Me: "She's a four month old baby, not an NHL draft pick. Wouldn't the money have been better spent on clothing and food?"
-when your twin forgets to wish you a happy birthday
-when the hooker tells you she has a headache
While every year I miss my father dearly, this year was a little different. My husband rarely gets up early on the weekends, and he seemed a bit grumpy that I woke him at 7. I wished him a happy father's day and made mention of going to see his father later, at which he grumbled something about "waking me up for that?". Then I handed him his card. He opened it with a puzzled look and then the tears of joy began to fall as he read what I'd written on the card and realized that sometime next February, he's gonna be a daddy and Castlequeen's gonna be a mommy.
Then HE insisted on making me breakfast in bed....he's such a good man...
Boy, did I get the wrong idea with this post! "Do I like it if my man has or uses toys?" Hey, I figured it's a bit silly, but sure, I'll them them all about his Lego collection...WRONG TOYS!
Smile and I'm a sucker for broad shoulders. I know it makes me incredibly shallow, but he's gotta have hair, too.....
Brutally hot here in Seattle...why, it must be 73 degrees out there...:-)
Currently digging "Girlfriend" by Matthew Sweet....what a great 90's album....
btw, Cat, love the sig pic...you look a bit like Maura Tierney in it...
Stop biting and I'll stop pinching! And for God's sake, get him some bandaids.
Quote by roccotool
Boy, all of that sounds really good. And I already ate!


What's in Scottish Pie?

Scottish pie is a pie crust, filled with several types of fillings, some use beef and lamb, some use lamb, some add oats to stretch the budget, and you assemble the crust, fill it with the meat, pour gravy over it, put the top crust on, and bake. They're usually about 3 inches in diameter, mine was a nine incher...and it did not turn out well. I'll follow the recipe EXACTLY next time, I swear!
Mmmm...wonderful, but you do realize my husband's got a very extensive gun collection and he's psychotically jealous?
Paddy comes over from Ireland to visit his cousin in New York, and the cousin decides that a baseball game would be fun, so off they go to Yankee Stadium. The Yankees are up and the first guy pops a line drive into the outfield and the crowd yells "Run, run, run!" as the guy makes it to first before the throw. Paddy just sits there, not quite knowing the game, as the next guy is up. CRACK! He launches a smoker just out of Jeter's grasp and takes off and once again, the crowd yells "Run, run, run!" as the first guy advances and now the Yankees have two men on. The next guy come sup and the first pitch is in the dirt. Second pitch is way low. Third pitch is high. Fourth pitch is outside and the guy calmly drops his bat and begins trotting towards first, but Paddy jumps up and yells "Run, run, run!" and his cousin grabs him and says "NO, he doesn't have to run, he has four balls!" Paddy looks astonished, and then yells out "Walk with PRIDE man, walk with PRIDE!"
Frankly, if the world's gonna end, I'd like at least 48 hours notice so I can finally try all the kinky stuff I've been to spooked to actually do....




and loot the shoe department at Nordstrom's.....
In honor of the upcoming Scottish games, I....attempted to make Scottish pie...apparently there's a reason you make several small ones instead of one gigantic one...not even close to cooked in the middle, burnt to a crisp on the outside. Hubby's verdict..."Ewww...." luckily, he doesn't love me for my cooking otherwise he wouldn't love me at all...
Quote by roccotool




Let's turn this around. If your hubby or boyfriend got breasts, would you play with them, ladies?

Mighty interesting idea, and yeah, I'd play with them....:d/