Hey, Higgy! Doing well here in Michigan, although it's bitter cold and snowing on Halloween. My brother-in-law, Mickey, made friends with a little guy named Rory this past summer. He was awesome enough to take Rory Trick-or-Treating tonight, before the snow set in.
Hey, Xander, Dennis, Jordan, and Ash! *waves to the foster kids* So, what costumes are the kids wearing tonight?
Hey, Marty! Congrats on the house, and good luck! It looks like you have plenty of work cut out for yourself, but try not to overdo it! I'm sure it will look incredible when you've finished.
I think it's okay.
It is indeed, very delicious. I make it several times a month. Just try not to "crowd" the packets, or it won't cook in the right amount of time.
Hey, Xander, Dennis, Jordan, and Ash! *waves to the foster kids* How is everyone?
Hey, Gary. You'll always be a hunk in our eyes.
Hey, Clo.
Hey, Bumble B.
Hey, Gary.
Hey, Tea Bat. Any tasty teas abrewin'?
Hey, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches Thistle behind the ears* Cold and wet here, too, but Sneakers and I are warm and dry in the living room. I spent yesterday afternoon transplanting my rosemary into pots. It looks good and smells amazing on the coffee table.
I love the idea of a gay Hallmark movie. There was one movie on Hallmark called Boychoir, also titled Hear My Song. An orphaned boy receives a scholarship to a school with a specialized choir program. It's a very good movie, but a little more serious than the average Hallmark production.
Oof. Had a burger from the "King" for lunch. You might feel like royalty when you eat it, but you'll feel like a pauper suffering from dysentery when it comes out the other end.