May 2011
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The next step is stuffing the cavity with meat.
– My husband likes to talk dirty in the kitchen.
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Pineapple-Gin Kir
Pineapple-Gin “Kir” Serves: 2
Rachel requested the recipe for the cocktail I posted last night. Here it is, straight from the mouth of the Martha Stewart cocktail iPad App.
We’ve added pineapple juice and substituted gin for the usual white wine in this twist on a traditional kir. Crème de cassis, a blackcurrant liqueur, still provides the drink with its distinctive flavor and, in this case, a...
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Tumblr Woobie Project
lindstifa:
When you’re hurting is anything more comforting than snuggling up in a handmade blanket? I don’t think so. That’s why we’re starting the Tumblr Woobie Project, to make a blanket by hand to share with people within our community who are going through a hard time.
We’re looking for crocheters to get us started. The pattern we chose has 5 different granny square patterns. We need 12 of...
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Kids are weird
Me: STOP LICKING ME!
Her: I didn't lick you. I just laid my tongue on you.
Me: THAT IS THE DEFINITION OF LICKING. STICKING YOUR TONGUE ON SOMETHING!
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Ripped in 30
inmi replied to your photo: I’m thinking about level 3. I’m scared.
How do you like this compared to shred? Pretty similar style workout?
sunnybucket replied to your photo: I’m thinking about level 3. I’m scared.
Spill your thoughts on this one now that you’ve been at it for a while. Skinny whore. ;)
It is the same 3-2-1 system (3 minutes strength, 2 minutes cardio, 1 minute abs) as The 30...
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Sylvia is beating the crap out of me at thumb wars.
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SST?
I left my house without fixing my hair or putting on any makeup.
Morning time-management is not my strength.
But, hey, I managed to pay a bill that was 2 months late because I didn’t know the automatic payment had expired!
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“I” (born on a long, hot night; died in your arms...
fake-obituary:
“I” has died, suddenly, in your arms tonight. The cause of death is uncertain at this point, but reports suggest that it was either something you said or some kind of kiss. He is survived by you, the diary on the bedside table, and the cat in the cradle.
Who would have thought a boy like him could come to this? It’s a question often asked about I, and one that will now go...
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My Drunk Kitchen on Tumblr →
I don’t know if you guys realize your drunk girl crush is on tumblr.
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