I love the new chapter. We haven't had any "face-to-face" scenes with Sam for a while, if my memory serves me. Jimmy...talk about a big fake! He's inventing this whole relationship in his head that never has and never will exist between him and Billy. I especially like Billy's plan to take Brandon to the party and come out to everyone!
I'm somewhat familiar with Jamie Oliver by reputation. I never saw much of him on TV, because my family was turned off by the "rustic" design of his English kitchen.
Okay, I can understand nudism. But why in the world would anyone try cooking without clothes? (I'm kidding, of course. ) But even so, I'd imagine most men would want to keep their goolies covered, especially if something is being deep-fried on the stove.
My family has had dogs named Taffy, Fritz, Buster, Peanut, Oodle, Blue, and Scout. A Guinea pig named Cali (can't remember if that was short for something), a cockatiel named Rocky (after Rocky Balboa) and a couple of finches named Hans and Lily. For now, just a skunk named Sneakers is sufficient.
Doing well.
I made it. It was the "blue box" kind, because I was too impatient to make anything from scratch, but I added some bacon bits. It was very satisfying.
Well, they are girls, and they were in the kitchen, so...
Afternoon, Kitt!
Last night at the grocery store, I was reading Food Network magazine in the checkout line, and it said that 80% of people in America admit to eating macaroni and cheese for breakfast. So, guess what I ate today?
Hey, Bumble B.
Afternoon, Dugh, Mum, and Thistle. *scratches for Thistle*
Hey, Caz.