December 15, 2006

Another Secret of the Universe.

Bitchin' lunchboxes.

I got a few for A the H and me when the back-to-school sales started in September. One has to have a few around, and they only last a few years before the vinyl edges start to rip or milk spills into the folds and smells nasty.

But next time I have a steady dayjob, I'll get a set of this stuff. I might even poke around here, though 30 minutes for making lunch is out of the question. As are mango bunnies and hard-boiled eggs shaped like flowers. Just—no.

Posted by: Attila Girl at 08:27 PM | Comments (3) | Add Comment
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1 Please reconsider the mango bunnies....

Posted by: Darrell at December 16, 2006 08:03 PM (YlUAq)

2 That's a tough request. I find mangoes so challenging that I tend to eat them over the sink, because it's so difficult to contain the juice and the mess. Love 'em, though. Talk to me next summer; maybe I'll be a girly-girl by then in the tropical fruit department . . .

Posted by: Attila Girl at December 17, 2006 12:32 AM (zxOEV)

3 I remember. You remove your blouse, just in case, if I recall. Or at least, that's how the dream went. Or was it the movie? It's hard to keep these things straight. You can have your book's protagonist make those bunnies. Maybe just prior to a knife fight. It's always easier to write domestic perfection.

Posted by: Darrell at December 17, 2006 07:56 AM (2zCMq)

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