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God doing for me what I cannot do for myself: I feel like snot, got up and went to work anyway, discovered I have until Thursday off. So, I’m back home. I will sleep. I will write. I will knit. I will bake. Thanks God.
Kitties for your morning smile.
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Beetles Die During Sex With Beer Bottles
It’s a case of mistaken attraction, because the beer bottles happen to possess all of the features that drive male Australian jewel beetles wild. They’re big and orangey brown in color, with a slightly dimpled surface near the bottom (designed to prevent the bottle from slipping out of one’s grasp) that reflects light in much the same way as female wing covers.
I used to like beer, too. Just not this much.
(via npr)
Police work wouldn’t be possible without coffee,” Wallander said.
“No work would be possible without coffee.”
They pondered the importance of coffee in silence.
"Henning Mankell, One Step Behind (via bookoasis)
So true, so true.
made gnocchi tonight. first time ever. they’re pretty good. recipe says they’ll keep until dinner…hope that’s so.
Made a pie for my honey-bunny’s birthday. He’s a pie person. I was a little fast and loose with the crust…didn’t chill it quite well enough, but where it lacks in pretty, I’m sure it’ll make up for in taste. Just wish I didn’t have to wait until he wakes up to eat it!
Different people have different tastes as far as crust goes, so use your own recipe…but here’s what I did for the filling:
6 c. peaches, peeled, pitted and sliced
1/2 c. sugar
1/2 c. brown sugar
1 tsp. lemon zest
2 tsp. lemon juice
1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp. ground ginger
1/4 tsp. table salt
3 Tbs. quick cooking tapioca
Ralph Waldo Emerson, from a journal entry dated November 11, 1842 (via bookoasis)
Ahhhh, Emerson
David Baldacci, The Camel Club (via bookoasis)
this is what i dream of.
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