Do people who never expect nothing, ever get anything?
Or is getting the nothing that they expected, actually getting something, and therefor expecting nothing gets you something?
My head hurts…
Upon first seeing this photograph, my initial thought was, what good is a grocery list on a wall when I am in the supermarket? Then I realised, I could take a photo of the wall and have it in my iPhone, and voila, no more lists left at home!
Of course I would have to remember to take the photo in the first instance. And make sure I had my phone. And make sure it was charged.
Maybe I will just shop online.
Q: If you did write your list on your wall, would you include things like tampons, condoms, incontinence pads and haemorrhoid cream?
I have to admit that I have never had an up close and personal relationship with a dinosaur, but I do suspect that I may not like them. Please do not tell my granddaughter that, as she is presently quite enraptured by them and goes to the bed each night after dancing the Dino Stomp with her parents, and Grandma when I am present.
I mean they don’t appear to be really loveable. Can’t see cuddling with a dinosaur in bed as a real option. Might be why cats and dogs remain, and dinosaurs are no more…
Can they participate in an interesting conversation? Hold their own in a book club? Know which fork to use first? Choose a good wine? I suspect not.
Do they leave the toilet seat up? Do they even use a toilet seat?
Are they going to be quiet when I want to sleep in? Can they tip toe?
They just seem to tromp and stomp and roar and eat. And their colour range seems severely limited.
I don’t know; not thinking likeable, people. Can you mount an argument in their favour?
The colour blue.
Driving in my car and listening to audio books.
Wearing infinity scarves.
Eating breakfast out.
A window with a view.
Lying in bed listening to the birds in our trees.
A long warm shower
The number 7
Holding my granddaughter’s hands as she bounces on the bed
Wearing long tunic tops and leggings.
Staying in my PJs all day.
Plum jam and bacon on toast.
This, the title claims, is Massaged Kale Salad with Asparagus, Asiago, and Bacon.
How does one massage kale?
If the salad was titled Beaten Kale Salad with Asparagus, Asiago, and Bacon, would it taste somehow different?
Does it have to be massaged? Can I just stroke it a little?
What if the neighbours see me massaging my kale?
What will the children think?
[For those who desire massaging their kale, I believe the recipe is thus : Link ]