..of my exwife!
My God!! I hate her drama and lies!
"When I lived as a hearing person, it limited me. When I lived as a Deaf person, it set me free." ~ Philip B. Mecham
I am giving my sister's dog, Vegas, a ride while I went to get some fresh tortillas. Isn't he cute??
IMPOSSIBLE PIE
1 c. coconut
2 c. milk
4 eggs
½ c. butter
2 t. vanilla
¾ c. sugar
½ c. flour
Butter deep 9" pie plate (glass is recommended) and sprinkle with coconut. Place milk, eggs, butter, vanilla, sugar and flour in blender and blend until smooth. Pour over coconut in pie plate. Place pie in unheated oven and turn to 350ยบ. Bake 45 minutes. Remove from oven and cool.
(I use less butter (1/4 c.). Also, I pour the blended mixture into the pie plate that is set on the oven shelf already. It's tricky to move a dish so full! Finally, I cook my pie longer than what it says. Metal pie pans take longer to cook. Glass pie pans tend to cook right after 45 minutes. Ovens vary, so look for a puffy, golden browned top. ENJOY!)
Damn it! My roommates keep taking pictures of me asleep! Is that their fetish to take pictures of me sleeping?
Maybe it's time to find new roommates and move out? ;)
I just watched "Chicago" and didn't even like it. The movie was so depressing and left me feeling icky.
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While I was taking a bath, I was chatting with Paul on my SidekickII. Yeah, yeah! Shush! I heard that many times, "Not a GOOD idea! A SidekickII in the bathtub!" *knocks on wood*
Anyway, Paul was here one night and he forgot his little shampoo bottle. I took a picture and titled the email with "I spy" and emailed it to his SidekickII. In the picture I took, there's his herbal shampoo bottle sitting up there. A couple of minutes later, he sent me an email back with his own "I spy too!" I realized something - I also forgot my AXE soap when I stayed over his place for Thanksgiving!
That was a funny moment for us. ;)
Here's Paul's Kooky and Angel!
I have been thinking about making a page for PODAs or "Pets Of Deaf Adults!" I wonder what you think of this..
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After a lengthy, confusing explanation from the teacher on a problem, a lady in my MAT120 class suddenly snapped,
"I don't get this fucking fraction!"
Do I have an issue with friends with spouses who claim to be in an open relationship?
This evening, I didn't realize how much it bothered me.
You scored as Sex God. You are a master at sex. You make your partner weak in the knees, and you know it. You've had the practice, and you've read the books, but don't get too cocky (pun intended) or you'll get put into place.
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I'd like to treat you to a funny story to celebrate Thanksgiving. Thanks to one of my interpreters at Phoenix College, she really lit up my day with her email that contained this forwarded story:
PREGNANT TURKEY
One year at Christmas my mom went to my sister's house for the traditional feast. Knowing how gullible my sister is, my mom decided to play a trick.
She told my sister that she needed something from the store.
When my sister left, my mom took the turkey out of the oven, removed the stuffing, stuffed a Cornish hen, and inserted it into the turkey, and re-stuffed the turkey. She then placed the bird(s) back in the oven.
When it was time for dinner, my sister pulled the turkey out of the oven and proceeded to remove the stuffing. When her serving spoon hit something; she reached in and pulled out the little bird.
With a look of total shock on her face, my mother exclaimed, "Patricia, you've cooked a pregnant bird!" At the reality of this horrifying news, my sister started to cry.
It took the family two hours to convince her that turkeys lay eggs.