Butter chicken with both rice and pita bread. I was in the mood for Indian food.
On the stereo: Jesse Cook. I was also, apparently, in the mood for flamenco guitar. I think it gets me excited while I cook Indian food, oddly enough. I really ought to be listening to some Bollywood or something, but I was mainly feeling international. I was also craving music where I could shimmy my shoulders. I love shoulder-shimmying.
6 comments:
were you moving in mysterious ways?
Frankly, any music to you is shoulder-shimmifying. Or was it that if you played Bollywood you would all out dance??
All I know is that if you found me doing anything like that, I would have clearly taken leave of my senses!
(the sound of silent chuckling)
Oops, that last one was me if you were wondering.
Chris generaly refered to as "big".
Hussy.
Derek out.
Yes! Everything that I was waiting for: a "moving in mysterious ways" reference, and then a "Hussy" from Derek.
Mission accomplished. And hi, Ramsey. I would pay good money to see you shoulder-shimmy.
I'm thinkin' of your wigglin' Mary - I was wigglin' yesterday like you used to - in the kitchen - in the mornin... o when you come this weekend... we should have a "wiggly" day...
i love you shoulder-shim ing Mary
-Becca
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