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Ahhh! I Smell A Roxy Ramble!
It was bar-b-que day at the Rose Plantation today...delicious foodstuffs prepared by the loving hand of Mr. Roxy, a master griller. He has his little secrets that I'd share, but then I'd have to go from state to state and country to country, picking you off one by one and that's just too much work. Believe me when I say, he's a master. Tha boy can cook.
I made some mac and cheese to go with, and a little rice. That's right--I cooked. More or less. Okay, it was box mac and cheese. Shut up, don't tell no body. God, I'm so embarrassed. I did make strawberry omelets this morning from scratch. Mmm! tasty!
Mr. Roxy was busy today, he led a short bike ride this morning, 34 miles. *snorfle* In his defense, it' still early in the season. He's getting back into the riding--we had few years where our lives went kind of explode-io and we're still getting back on track years later. I love the fact that he rides. That he looks amazing in a pair of lycra-bike shorts has nothing to do with it. (but omigod, he does) We look just like abbot and Costello when we're out together...look them up. My Sis used to call us Skinny and Fatty, from an eons old Japanese movie about two friends, boys called skinny and ..well, yes Fatty. It never failed to crack me up.
One time I was at the pool with my Sis, and she pointed at me. "Whale on the beach!" she said. I nearly passed out laughing. That's from the Flintstone’s I think....first I have to explain that she didn't think I was fat, even though I am, and then you have to understand that she thought I was beautiful...it's hard to explain, but these insults were a show of love. We're a strange, strange family but we like each other a lot. Really.
Okay, enough babbling.
I made some mac and cheese to go with, and a little rice. That's right--I cooked. More or less. Okay, it was box mac and cheese. Shut up, don't tell no body. God, I'm so embarrassed. I did make strawberry omelets this morning from scratch. Mmm! tasty!
Mr. Roxy was busy today, he led a short bike ride this morning, 34 miles. *snorfle* In his defense, it' still early in the season. He's getting back into the riding--we had few years where our lives went kind of explode-io and we're still getting back on track years later. I love the fact that he rides. That he looks amazing in a pair of lycra-bike shorts has nothing to do with it. (but omigod, he does) We look just like abbot and Costello when we're out together...look them up. My Sis used to call us Skinny and Fatty, from an eons old Japanese movie about two friends, boys called skinny and ..well, yes Fatty. It never failed to crack me up.
One time I was at the pool with my Sis, and she pointed at me. "Whale on the beach!" she said. I nearly passed out laughing. That's from the Flintstone’s I think....first I have to explain that she didn't think I was fat, even though I am, and then you have to understand that she thought I was beautiful...it's hard to explain, but these insults were a show of love. We're a strange, strange family but we like each other a lot. Really.
Okay, enough babbling.
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That counts!! Did you bake it? Because if you baked it, then you can certainly claim you made it.
Awww. You wuv him :)
It's a sister thing. My sister and I are weird with our own little shorthand. And when we talk, alot of times it's puncatuated by lyrics. It's a weird sister thing. We all have'em.
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