So, a few weeks ago I ordered something from Amazon – I don’t remember what it was, to be honest, I think it might have been a book or possibly coconut oil (I sure as shit didn’t pay $26.95 for it, though. They must have been running a special, because I wouldn’t have paid that much.), but in any case when it arrived, the packing slip in the box was for someone else entirely, and he hadn’t ordered any coconut oil. Actually, it’s kind of amazing that the box arrived with the correct order, since the wrong slip was in the box, isn’t it?
Of course I had to look at the slip to see what Mark in Tennessee had ordered, because I’m nosy like that. If someone leaves their grocery list in the cart, I pick it up and read it, too.
Anyway.
So Mark in Tennessee had ordered Caught, by Harlan Coben. Obviously Mark in Tennesee has good taste.
Mark in Tennessee also ordered two DVDs – Pink: Live in Europe, and Pink: Live from Wembley Arena. Apparently Mark in Tennessee is a Pink fan.
Lastly, Mark in Tennessee ordered a Venus Butterfly. (I’m not providing a link, you guys. If you don’t know what one is, you get your butt over to Amazon and search your own self. NOT SAFE FOR WORK, that search. In case you were wondering.)
I’m not judging Mark in Tennessee, but you’d better believe that I am struck with the urge to call and ask if the Venus Butterfly will be used in conjunction with the Pink DVDs.
Of course, now I’m wondering if Mark in Tennessee is wondering what dirty things I’m doing with that coconut oil.
Get your mind out of the gutter, Mark in Tennessee (and the rest of you, too!) I AM DOING NOTHING WITH THE COCONUT OIL. Everyone (or at least one person) swears that coconut oil is better than butter, lard, Crisco, any kind of oil. (In cooking, I’m talking about, you pervs.) It’s a MIRACLE oil, this coconut oil. You can use it in place of any of that stuff, and not only will it taste better, it’ll clear out your arteries, give you energy, scoop out the litter box, and clean the bathrooms.
But the issue here is that when I open the can of coconut oil, it smells – and yes, somehow this managed to surprise me – like coconut. Will it taste like coconut? What if I don’t want coconut-tinged biscuits?
Do you/ have you used coconut oil? And will it make your food taste like coconut? Did I get suckered in by the hype?
Here’s another question for y’all – I bought a bar of Lemon soap at Marshall’s a few months ago because it smells SO GOOD. Unfortunately, I can’t use it as soap because my skin is sensitive and gets all dry and itchy when I use this soap. But it smells SO DAMN GOOD that I don’t want to toss it.
Give me suggestions for what I can do with this fabulous-smelling soap, would you? It says on the label that it’s vegetable soap, and it’s got Sodium Palmate, Fragrance, Sodium Chloride as the main ingredients, if that matters.
Here’s yet another question for y’all: say you’re laying on the couch minding your own business. Then a cat jumps up, and heads in your direction, but stops suddenly. He starts sniffing wildly at a certain spot. He sniffs and sniffs and sniffs. Then he does the cat version of a shrug, and continues along his way.
Do you get up and sniff where he was sniffing to see if you can figure out what he smelled?
Or is it just me?
Reacher’s all “Play with ME! Play with ME! I wanna play tooooooo!”
Bolitar says “Okay, then. ::CHOMP::”
Sheila and the camera strap.
Sheila has finally captured the elusive tail! She can’t figure out why she feels pain every time she bites it, though.
“I GOTS YOU, pink feathers!”
Skeptical.
Does Franco look like the cuddliest little teddy bear, or what? He’s such a snuggler!
The Rescuees are off to be neutered (and spayed) in a little while. They don’t have any idea why I haven’t come in to give them their morning snack, and when I go in and immediately put them in carriers, they will be most displeased, I imagine.
It’s a 25-minute drive to the vet – I’m thinking I’d better stock up on earplugs!
“Hey! Can you get Mom? Joe Bob’s hoggin’ the cave, and I need some quiet time in there before Snackin’! Time!”
Previously
2009: Their lobster roll is FABULOUS.
2008: And that whole throwaway “Well you’re fabulous of course at any size, Samantha, that goes without saying, but my CHRIST, when you gained the first pound and a half, how were you able to LIVE with yourself?!” line.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: And I so desperately wanted to say “Did I see? Yes. Do I care? No.”
2004: Ten
2003: I’ve never been the patient sort.
2002: Damn YahooGroups.
2001: No entry.
2000: I’ve always felt that I have a lucky life.