Perfect timing -- we picked the very last apples off the apple tree this morning and they're already inside an apple pie Ducknik is making for tonight's TIAPOS Christmas Party. She's also made a pecan pie AND bourbon balls; Plottie's contributions this year are lamb meatballs and mango/pomegranate salad. We expect fifteen and hope everyone can make it.
Plotnik ended up writing a rant which is in seriously bad taste. This, of course, is the definition of a proper rant. He also wrote a pitch for his Crucinorah by Meonorafix Action Figures, but this makes his rant seem like Mary Poppins, tastewise. So he'll keep the Crucinorah to himself (until the pieces arrive from China).
He also found Christmas presents this morning, hallelujah! Plotnik is good at big things and small things. It's the middle things he has trouble with.
The lady at Good Scents said shopping is easy for her and her husband because they've known each other so long. Fifteen years! Plotnik bit back the obvious reply. It's easy when you're young and need everything.
When was the last time you listened to "Skeletons" by Rickie Lee Jones? Early seventies music, fast forward to today and that song is every bit as devastating now as it was then.
