Showing posts with label pumpkin cheesecake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pumpkin cheesecake. Show all posts

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Happy Hour Friday



If you've been hanging around for a while then you know that Otie and I host a Happy Hour every Friday. Otie has the Mr Linky at his site (yeah, I let him have control of it, kinda like the remote, you know the guy has to hold it to feel manly).

  • I never thought I'd be a three-a-day poster... but here I am. My first post today was the letter to the asswipe ex chiropractor. My second post today was the one where I said that since it was my hubby's birthday I took down the letter to the asswipe ex chiropractor because he was afraid we'd get sued. And now here is post #3 today. Sorry I'm overloading your Google Reader, it's not like me. 
  • It's my hubby's birthday! I let him choose dinner (pasta con broccoli and garlic bread) and I made my extra-super-duper-ultra-fabulous pumpkin cheesecake. It's his favorite dessert. I meant to take pictures while I was baking it but I didn't. Sorry. 
  • He likes the gifts I got him. 2 books: Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives  and 1000 Places to See Before Before You Die. I also bought him 3 pairs of reader glasses because he always breaks his or puts them in the wash or whatever. 
  • When we were flipping thru the 1000 Places there were several that I had already visited
  • I bought my neighbors' Christmas gifts today. If you were my neighbor I'd buy you one too. Unless you are that shit ex doc I was talking about. Who, fyi, is also my neighbor. Yeah. 4 houses down. Niiiiiiiice.
  • I'm done talking about it. Really. 
  • My birthday is 3 weeks from today. Or yesterday. It depends. Thursday. What are you gonna get me? I like diamonds. And sparkly stuff. Well, sparkly diamonds. 
  • Tommy is doing A.W.E.S.O.M.E. Go check him out at Barb's site.
  • This weekend we are making Christmas cookies. A lot of them. And I plan on eating a lot of them. Actually that's not true. I plan on eating a lot of the dough. Raw. It's what I do. 
  • Okay, I think I'm done here. Besides, Otie hates it when I have too much wine at Happy Hour.
  • Go see him if you haven't already, and be sure to check out the other bloggers that are playing along. 
  • Cheers!!