CrazyCholeBlack

^ I think I've answered that before. I once fell asleep on the floor of my mom's kitchen during a girl scout meeting. 20 girls running around in the kitchen & I fall asleep sitting up between the cabinets. < Agreed again. But so long as they clean up their toys when they leave. Less work for me that way. V favorite toy when you were a kid?

I'm independently poor. Contrary to popular belief I really do sleep. Usually 6 hours a night between 3am & 9 or 10. I've never been able to get up before 7am. It was killer when I was a kid because school started at 7:30!

^ When I sleep, I'm out, no matter where. Car, train, floor, doesn't matter. < Rats, it's that time of night when everyone else has gone to bed. Why am I still up with nothing to do again? V longest consecutive hours you've ever been awake?

Yes unfortunately. She & I play the "who can out last the other" game all the time. I always win of course

^ I have "my side" in the bed (little swab takes over the other half most of the time) but I can sleep anywhere in a different bed. < is pickier about blankets than pillows. I have to have my wool blankets. V have a favorite blanket or willing to use what ever is warm?

that is too funny!

^ Don't move around much. But I do wake every 3 hours, no matter what. < has plenty of space to move around in a king sized bed V what size is your bed?

"I don care if it's a family recipe goin back ta tha beginin o time. Tha is not stew." Jane batted at the cooks hand as he attempted to add another ingredient to the simmering pot. "Honestly, 'ow ye had a family atall if tha's tha kind o food they ate is beyond me." She smiled at Red Cat as she made herself at home, passing a heavy mug of coffee over to the other lady. With an apron covered hand, Jane pulled a pan off the fire, the mouthwatering aroma of bacon wafting from the skillet as she turned to the others gathered around the table. "'ave at it. There'll be more n faster if this lout'll gev up his darned pot watchin." Blond head jerked in the cooks direction, stopping him as he attempted to pour a handful of spice in while she wasn't looking.

^ In my "spot" on the couch in the living room with a cat on either side & another on my legs. < Geeze it's rather warm in here. V What temp to you keep your house during the winter?

homemade granola bars made by my very own little swab. I didn't do anything but turn on the stove & put them in & out of the fire!

Jane had long since given up on the idea of sleeping the night before such an exciting journey. Instead, she remained in the galley, feet propped on the heavy table. She drifted into a meditative state, considering the trip and her new crew mates until the early morning when Ransom's would be cook came fumbling into the room. The girl stayed silent, pretending sleep until the pot on the fire began producing a terrible, burnt and somewhat sour odor. She had nearly starved on her last ship from lack of provisions, there was no reason to starve on a fully loaded ship. "Wot are ye doing?" She stood up, stretching slightly as she peered into the bubbling pot. The man grumbled but mostly ignored her as he continued to work. She sneered as he dumped several handfuls dried fish and a chopped turnip into the steaming pot. "Oh no no." Jane couldn't watch the man any longer. A pointy elbow pushed him away from the fire, the other hand waving in front of her nose to disperse the fowl odor of his cooking. "Git on, lemme do it right, aye. If Ransom 'as a problem wif tha, I'll take tha blame."

I believe it was spelled "One Stopp Pyrate Shoppe" I can vouch for the pottery. My black double handled mug has been in daily use since RF2, dishwashered, microwaved & even knocked off the table once & it's still fabulous. Now when are the documents going to be on the site. I'm kicking myself for not grabbing those newspapers when they were right in front of me.

so what's an insomniac to do when it's late at night & they are bored? On the hair issue, my little swab's is waist length currently (never been cut actually). We "wash" with conditioner weekly & save actual soap for when there is something in it. Works like a charm. So long as it's brushed daily and/or braided at all times, it's never a problem.

^ Practical sized bathroom. After all I'm the one who has to clean is as well. < lives in a 1910 craftsman that was on the border line between "fixer-upper and "tear-down" V Handy with tools or hire someone else?

too true Mr. Hand. Certain things bring back memories even if they aren't "good" smells. For me it's pigs. Nasty & smelly, but there was 1 pig farm up the road & I could always tell when we were near home because of the smell. Very different from the cows & horses everyone else's place smelled like

^ 100 year old Filigree maple wood floors with an oil finish (if they're ever finished!) < lives in the land of home improvement. That's what I get for buying a "house with character" V new "maintenance free" house or vintage "fixer-upper"?

^ Porch. I have 2 at my house. The big back porch might as well be my 2nd living room. < Weird is relative & my family is pretty out there. V Small, medium or large family?

^ Drafted & cut the pattern for my little swabs "jumps" < Alright, who brought up Firefly/Serenity? Thanks V More "sci" or more "fi"?

^ "All Shook Up" a story about some couple that met during an LA earthquake & have been married for 12 years. < had to look it up, haven't read a newspaper in years & the lame example above should explain why. Is that really news? V News hound or blissfully ignorant?

^ French fries < Can't get her stupid friends to wear kit when there is an event. V more mundane friends or reenactor friends?

Oh Jenny that reminds me of when I was dating an amateur race car driver. There is something about that petroleum fuel & rubber combo that smells good.

People, people, you don't bribe Kass with bartered knitting & poking. You bribe her with chocolate, dark chocolate. You'd be amazed with the things that will get you.

Jayne! Jayne! Jayne! did I mention I like Jayne? Seriously, he's got all my bad traits, only worse. He's not, not smart, he's just too much of a reactionary to be over thinking things. Mal is just too pretty boy diplomat for me. With Jayne you know he's not going to sugar coat shit. Plus, he named his gun, he wears that stupid hat, you know there is a softy in there someplace. Yep, Jayne all the way. :)

Cordial Cherries *drool* Proof that if you complain about being sick enough someone *will* take pity on you & give you chocolate.

^ yes & I have an "issue" with eating rice without them. < Actually has a chopstick section in her silverware drawer. V what odd thing do you have a section for?