Everything she wants
Ladies and gents, I may have six papers due this week but am I the luckiest girl in the world or what? Just look at the Hannukah haul! I practically had to delete my entire wishlist.
Doesn’t Andre look soulful? That’s because he knows I won’t have time to read this until my semester is over. Have faith, Zen Master.
I am Serious Chris Noth. Do not look at the sexy, I’m just here to catch perps. CHA-CHUNG!
Brownie pan! With lid! I have been looking for one for ages; tin foil on top of the 9×9 is just not my speed. Also shown, potholders to match new kitchen < Vanna White hand motion >.
Awwww! Isn’t it darling? It’s a mini crockpot which serves one to two. One is for when you’re not visiting me and I scarf down the whole thing. I mean, uh, leftovers.
Actually, I have one of these already but it finishes cooking in five hours and I like my crockpots like my… oh never mind, let’s just stick with “this one’s better.” Also, it says it’s great for party dips and I am nothing if not a party dip.
But (serious voice), I don’t want to get away from the real meaning of Hannukah. The hearkening back to a time when the brave Maccabees rid Israel of the scourge of people who sought to assimilate and take on the ways of the foreign conquerors. So now we celebrate their victory by watching eight days of Law & Order. CHA-CHUNG!
Or not. Sorry, I’m full of jelly doughnut.
Once upon a time, long long ago, this was my favorite song on earth, I kid you not. Scott Muni used to play it on “Things From England” on WNEW. Then Wham! became big and I pretended I never liked it.
Title comes from:
Wham! – Everything She Wants
Happy Hanukkah! what a nice haul. Andre looks strangely like my weird co-worker we call the Prince of Darkness. He works in the dark. No lights except the computer in his office.
Oh my. And now I am reliving that special feeling that comes from listening Wham! in the early 80’s without knowing too much about George Michael. Such a nice present.
(Oh! I can’t work any harder than I do!)
Happy Hanukkah!
Thanks, guys! And to you too, Sarp.
Irish, that’s a little bizarre. Maybe he’s a vampire. that’s very trendy these days, I hear.
Sarp, how about that “Don’t Let Your Son Go Down On Me” song. That was a good one.