There is no theme here. Just a sort of diary of interests, kept for no good reason.
I was just soaking some kibbles right now. I wish you beer.
He's right, you know. "Making dinner" is serving beer. Everybody knows that.
I taught you well. Marry a man who can take you to dinner. Or, a man who will go and get dinner and bring it back to you. You've done well.
We seem to have the same dilemma. I, on the other hand, had cheese crackers for dinner :<
LOL TLP!!It is getting cold here, we are now thinking about tequila, hot wine and these things of fun.
I'm jealous. In our house it's either I make dinner for both of us or it's "fend for yourself" night. Although, the odd night that he has made dinner, I'd rather fend for myself anyways,
Hey, there's always that hamburger in the rescue boat in your top photo. Is it just me that sees that giant hamburger in the boat?
We had Chinese tonight. The Missus brought it home, so I'll get it next time.
I wish I liked Beer. My husband is a Beer fanatic.The dog even likes it. Some of the cats like it - although most of them prefer wine.
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