just saw this on Food Network.
May all your joys be pure joys, and all your pain champagne.
gotta go. apparently a spider decided to make me their dinner. i've got about four little bites on my belly. hopefully, i'm so nasty that i've killed the little bastard. poisoned his (or her!)sorry hairy legs.
p.s. - it stopped raining. starting to think i was back in Oregon.