The Tribe Cookbook and other stuffies!
The Nephew looks just like his father. Hence...he looks just like me. LOL! Cracks me up.
He loves it when his Uncle Robby plays with him rough. Why is it that all little boys love rough playing?
My favorite designer is having a 70% off sale. Makes me sad wondering if she'll survive this economy (cuz she's boutiquish) even as Imma be in there scooping up some FABULOUSNESS!
I wanna see Will Smith's new movie "7 Pounds" soooooooooo bad.
I love breakfast. It's my favorite meal of the day.
The toilet seat in the powder room cracked. I sat on it and it pinched my azz. I am MAAAAD about that ish! That ish HURT!
Ms. Olga's replacements didn't show up yesterday. *sigh* I called and they said in twenty minutes. I said yeah right. Then they said in an hour. I said cool. Then they called back and was like what about tomorrow at noon. I said okay. Then they called AGAIN and said what about tomorrow at 8:00 in the morning.
I snapped.
I'll wait for Ms. Olga.
Yall should come help me clean. Please and thank you.
I made a new dish for Christmas. A beef rib roast. I was kinda nervous and kept the prep really simple. It was the biggest hit of all the dishes. I gots skillllllzzzzzzzzz in the kitchen man. How'd I get em? Cuz I know how herbs taste and I know how I WANT stuff to taste. Those are the basics of being a good cook.
I LOVE swiss chard. That is all.
I was going through bags yesterday looking for something. I have a lot of bags. *sigh*
The Tribe Cookbook is coming folks. Some formatting was needed and I haven't fixed the cover yet. Prince Ziggy kinda has me a bit um...erra...OCCUPIED. Soooooooooo..... if you still have recipes you wanna submit...please do so. I'll try and have it done by 1/1/09!
My mother-in-law is getting cut the next time I see her:
Her: You said you wanted to have a baby in the house by this Christmas. Sounds like God was listening to me.
Me: I don't like you.
Her: God always has a plan.
Cojoe getting cut too.
Cojoe: Hey...she just said what we all were thinking. She just knows she can say it. Me? I know Idda been cussed out.
Me: Goodbye.
Weezy...I love you man.
