The Bard said it best in his play "Twelfth Night"
"If music be the food of love, play on"
Let's skew his meaning a bit and see just where the love of food and the love of music takes us.
Well, that's one way to look at it. Weighing more would be okay if my clothes still fit. I hate shopping, so I really don't like it when I don't have anything to wear.
I am not a shopper either. I think I was standing behind the door when the girly gene was passed.
LOL...I am quite sure no one will ever be able to kidnap me! Practical Parsimony
I am safe!
I love it. I am safe - which is just as well. I doubt that anyone would pay a ransom.
I would be like the Ransom of Red Chief and my family would expect payment to take me back. Fortunately I am safe!
Ransom of Red Chief was my first thought. Since my doctor has order me to discontinue estrogen, I am not fit to kidnap even if someone could carry me off.
I knew, just knew there had to be more benefits to eating cake then sheer joy. Yes! Thank-you for this PSA and you think I'll have any luck convincing my husband of this benefit?
Probably about as much as I had with my own husband. However we have been married long enough that he knows better than to issue a statement like "You're going to eat that over my dead body" because that could be precisely where it is eaten.
I will never be stolen!!!
Love it :-)
It is my new motto, in fact I might need to go apply a little safety to a plate right now!