Bird of Ill Repute
Feb
18
2009

Heel Slices And Smart Bitches

I have always liked the heel slices of loaves. They are sturdier, and when you toast them, they hold more cream cheese, peanut butter, or butter and strawberry jam, and are much more satisfying.

But enough of that. Smart Bitches’ Sarah is guest blogging at Deadline Dames today. What can I say? We Dames rock. Sarah and Candy’s Heaving Bosoms: The Smart Bitches Guide To Romance Novels is coming out in April, and I want a copy like whoa. I will probably even whine until Candy consents to sign it, and whine some more until Sarah signs it just to shut me up.

Hey, you have to use strategies that work.

I have discovered that going back to sleep in the morning while someone else is awake in the house is not a good idea. Because they will invariably Need Me For Something, and I will be insensate, deep in a dream about cyborgs and shamans, while they need me. And then I will be shaken out of the dream and stand blinking in the cold light of this world, discombobulated.

How awesome is it that “discombobulated” is an ACTUAL WORD? Pretty damn awesome, according to me.

Anyway. I have also discovered that I should not do tech stuff or wrestle with a new FTP platform before breakfast and coffee. It just does not end well. So I’m going to drink some coffee, finish my toast, and then…it’s on.

Over and out.

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3 Responses to “Heel Slices And Smart Bitches”

  1. WyzWmn Says:

    I grew up in a house that literally preached and lectured about leaving the heels for last as they kept the remaining bread “fresher”

    turns out that was just psychobabble to keep the favored bits (aka the heels) for my father

    *sigh*

  2. mazoku Says:

    …but…but…you’re telling me that bit about heels ain’t true?! I’ve been cheated for years, dangit!! O_o

    A book from the SmartBitches: how cool is that? :mrgreen:

  3. stacey Says:

    I once worked with a guy who LOVED his sandwiches made with the bread heels. His entire family called the heels “booty bread.” haha