Last night’s dinner - roast potato wedges, mashy minted peas, and oven baked Blue Grenadier (Taken with instagram)
Last night’s dinner - roast potato wedges, mashy minted peas, and oven baked Blue Grenadier (Taken with instagram)
hmmm…
She’s got a point, we do have a choice with who we sleep with and how we wish to be defined. You can choose to sleep with men or choose to sleep with women. One choice will make you happier and leave you feeling honest and full-filled, and well… one might not. But, you do have a choice.I mean just because I was born with a natural tendency to eat doesn’t mean I have to, it’s my choice to do so.
Everything is a choice. Right?
There are only two things that are not choices:
Me: What kind of sandwich do you want in your lunch?
Her: PB & J, please.
Me: You got it.
Her: Do you have jelly?
Me: No, I’m just going to pour juice on your peanut butter sandwich.
Her: Daddy.
Me: What? Your friends will be so jealous. It’ll be a peanut butter and jealous sandwich.
Her:…
Oh dear - that’s Game Over for our favourite LuckyShirt :(
Source: luckyshirt
by Sheetr
1. The bandage was wound around the wound.
2. The farm was used to produce produce.
3. The dump was so full it had to refuse more refuse.
4. We must polish the Polish furniture.
5. He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6. The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the…
I think that’s actually 21 reasons that the english language is awesome, and that humans are astonishing
Source: luckyshirt
Finishing the year, and a busy harvest week with a tasty homebrewed cider from @crumpet’s apple tree (Taken with instagram)
I bought my WAHL beard trimmer almost 10 years ago.
Some of you may think this is a joke, given my sparse growth. It is no joke.
I used my dear WAHL so much - I relied on it. Shaping, smoothing, and for the last few years it kept a perfect length on my pseudo-beard.
But this morning, for the first time for the last time, I dropped him. He hit the tiles, and shattered into a million (or two) pieces. Tiny bits of plastic smashed apart, never to be joined again.
And in an instant, he is gone.
What a crapper of a way to end the year.