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I drove home Thursday afternoon to spend the early part of the weekend with my parents.  Other than a car-on-fire-no-moving-for-an-hour snafu that made the DC-Baltimore part of the trip almost 2 hours, it was a pretty easy ride.  G rode shotgun.  He doesn't like: bumps in the road, direct sunlight, and when Eminem comes on the iPod. Thursday night we went out to a local chinese/mix restaurant, and I had my favorite Philadelphia chinese treat: Chinese Pizza (often known as Scallion Pancakes).  I have yet to find a chinese place around here that I love (and I've tried quite a few!!) and I don't think I've ever seen one with scallion pancakes.  There was one in Waldorf when I lived there, but nothing any closer.  I didn't order an entree, but I picked at my dad's pad thai and my mom's chicken with broccoli.  My mom took this picture while we were waiting for our credit card back: Yes, I was probably twittering at the table.  Rude panda! Thursday night I f

Let's do it again, shall we? 1. I have a freckle in-between two toes.  Weird, right?  It just showed up a year or so ago.   2. I was in the marching band in high school (was the drum major, capital N for Nerd), college, and then taught high school band for 4 years, including marching band.  I think being in the marching band is one of the nerdiest and best things you can do.  The companionship and pack mentality is probably similar to football teams and sororities (I have experience with neither). 3. Herr's Sour Cream & Onion potato chips are my favorite thing on the planet.  Thankfully, they aren't sold in DC, so I have to nom on them when I come home.  This is how weird I am - there are "good" bags and "bad" bags, and as soon as I open a bag, I can tell which it is going to be based on the smell.  I like to lay in bed and read a book and nosh.  It's my happy place. 4. I love working from home, but I think if I didn't have G (and you gu

1. The email reply to comments disaster.  Okay, so.  All you lovely folks are kind enough to comment on my blog, and I WANT to reply to all of you.  No, really, I do!  But when I hit reply in gmail to sparkle you back, I get a "no-reply@blogger" disaster.  NO!  I've spent some time googling this and here's what I've found: a. There is no way to fix it. b. Everyone is REALLY REALLY MAD about it. c. But WORDPRESS can do it! d. There is no way to fix it. HOWEVER (she says..) If you do step number one that I found here  to edit or create a profile, when I click on your name, it will take me to your profile page and THEN (and only then), I can reply to your email with some private wit just for you!  A lot of work just so I can send you an email, I know, but I can't find a better way and c'mon now, you want it.  Plus I feel SUPER BAD when someone leaves me a nice comment and gets.....*crickets.*  Blogspot people, if you know of some magic that the inte

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