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Random Tuesday Mother’s Day

It’s been awhile since I’ve participated in Random Tuesday Thoughts, so…

Stacy

Beloved:  Hey, G – what are you going to give Mommy for Mother’s Day?

The G Man:  A headache.

(When asked to repeat this to his mother, he changed his answer to “A box.”  He’s either very smart or a coward.)

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Speaking of The G Man, while he was here Sunday, one of The Young One’s friends came over to visit.  When he knocked, nothing happened for several seconds, so G ran over to the front door and began hopping up and down, going “Bark! Bark! Bark!”

Just like his Mom – always willing to take up the slack when someone else is falling down on the job.

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Where was the dog, you ask?  I have no idea, but probably napping on the sofa.

With his special blankie.

That has Lightening McQueen on it.

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Via Instant Message:

Beloved:  What’s the best roasting pan on the market?

Me:  All-Clad, I guess – they made our sauté pans.  But the roaster runs around $200.  Why?

Beloved:  Just curious – was thinking Mother’s Day until I saw your price.

Me:  Both Cuisinart and KitchenAid have nice, stainless steel roasting pans for about $50.

Beloved:  That was more what I had in mind.

A couple of things, here:  it took me all of about 30 seconds to Google “roasting pans” and get that information.  Nor am I sure how I feel about not being worthy of a $200 roasting pan.

Then again, I’m not HIS mother, so I suppose I should be grateful for what I get.

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Competitive Cooking

Pthththth…whoever drew this OBVIOUSLY never saw me during a “Chopped” marathon…

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Thought Processes

Usually after watching a “Chopped” marathon…

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If you been reading here for any length of time, you know that I am both a huge George Takei fan and a fervent supporter of marriage equality.  So I couldn’t have been more delighted to see this:

Absolutely. Hysterical.  (I about feel out of my chair at “pole smoker.”)  Ah, George, I do believe I love you.

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And that’s pretty much all I’ve got.  Go, visit Stacy; see what other Random you can get yourself in to.





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