Awww, Oreos and milk! It’s like you know me so well! Except I’m lactose-intolerant. If I’m out of acidophilus supplements, I may have to make it Oreos and soymilk.
I was actually thinking about ovaries the other day.. and the fact that ovarian cancer is mostly silent. I think that every woman should get a baseline ct or sonogram of their ovaries. At this time.. no medical association even recommends that… awful.
*gasp* Are you one of the “6 Peeps Frolicking in Cindy’s World” right now?! Did you see that I have that new counter up, thanks to Wilco? James took offense when he noticed that yesterday, and told me, “HEY! I’m NOT frolicking!!!” I said calmly, “Yes you are.”
Coincidentally, I JUST got my ovarian cancer bracelet kit this morning at work! =) It matches me today, too. The string’s teal.
There’s always the lactose free milk. At least that tastes much more like milk than soymilk.
I’m one of the lucky asians that’s not lactose intolerant. I feel sorry for the ones that can’t even have a drop of cream in their coffee before they’re doubled over in pain in the bathroom
The lactose-free milk tends to be sweet, which is weird to me. I love soymilk anyway, grew up on it in Asia.
I’m not that bad with the lactose reaction, and if I’m gonna have ice cream or something, I just pop 3 acidophilus tabs before or as I’m eating and I’m good.
I must have been one of the 6 peeps frolicking in your land.. and until you said something, I didn’t notice it was there! You stare at my sunset, I’ll frolick in your land! How’s that!
Sheesh! You hike up your britches to your knees, kick off your penny loafers with the little tasseled leather fringe, pull your white socks up to your calves, roll up the white button-down shirt’s sleeves, toss the pocket protector over your shoulder, adjust the heavy plastic-rimmed glasses, push the longish greasy hair out of your eyes, and you run around the grass in Cindy’s World flapping your arms and hollering at the top of your lungs, tripping ungracefully over the occasional rock. That’s how you frolick.
(Bet you’ll never ask me to describe you in anything again, huh? MUAHAHAHA!)
Ice cream has no bones.
Huh. I never thought of it that way.
Maybe some Oreos & milk would make you feel better.
Awww, Oreos and milk! It’s like you know me so well! Except I’m lactose-intolerant. If I’m out of acidophilus supplements, I may have to make it Oreos and soymilk.
I so didn’t know you were lactose intolerant.
I think I am having sympathy pains because mine hurts a little, too. Except for it’s the right one.
Jordan – Most Asians are lactose-intolerant in adulthood. As with adult cats!
Vanessa – if we’re standing and facing each other, we’re hurting on the same side. So it’s still correct. 🙂
I have many asian friends… no one told me!
hmph.
I was actually thinking about ovaries the other day.. and the fact that ovarian cancer is mostly silent. I think that every woman should get a baseline ct or sonogram of their ovaries. At this time.. no medical association even recommends that… awful.
*gasp* Are you one of the “6 Peeps Frolicking in Cindy’s World” right now?! Did you see that I have that new counter up, thanks to Wilco? James took offense when he noticed that yesterday, and told me, “HEY! I’m NOT frolicking!!!” I said calmly, “Yes you are.”
Coincidentally, I JUST got my ovarian cancer bracelet kit this morning at work! =) It matches me today, too. The string’s teal.
There’s always the lactose free milk. At least that tastes much more like milk than soymilk.
I’m one of the lucky asians that’s not lactose intolerant. I feel sorry for the ones that can’t even have a drop of cream in their coffee before they’re doubled over in pain in the bathroom
The lactose-free milk tends to be sweet, which is weird to me. I love soymilk anyway, grew up on it in Asia.
I’m not that bad with the lactose reaction, and if I’m gonna have ice cream or something, I just pop 3 acidophilus tabs before or as I’m eating and I’m good.
I’m NOT frolicking!
Sure looks like you’re frolicking to ME.
I must have been one of the 6 peeps frolicking in your land.. and until you said something, I didn’t notice it was there! You stare at my sunset, I’ll frolick in your land! How’s that!
That’s great! And doesn’t sound perverted or anything!
how do u it’s your left ovary?
mainly cuz it’s on my left side.
Describe to me how I frolick.
Sheesh! You hike up your britches to your knees, kick off your penny loafers with the little tasseled leather fringe, pull your white socks up to your calves, roll up the white button-down shirt’s sleeves, toss the pocket protector over your shoulder, adjust the heavy plastic-rimmed glasses, push the longish greasy hair out of your eyes, and you run around the grass in Cindy’s World flapping your arms and hollering at the top of your lungs, tripping ungracefully over the occasional rock. That’s how you frolick.
(Bet you’ll never ask me to describe you in anything again, huh? MUAHAHAHA!)
OMG. You are so evil.
Is that really how you see me??? 🙂 I guess I come off as much cooler than I thought I would be!
This is why you should have your own blog, so you can control your own image and voice. Instead of letting ME control it.
The peep counter is cool!
bing! I have an idea. Let’s make a blog for James… and blog for him.
You know… Cindy was threatening to do just that earlier as well!!! Have you two been discussing your evil plans behind my back?
Haha! Jordan and I are basically sharing one brain! That’s why we’re so silly. Cuz only one of us can use the brain at a time.
But… What do you do during the times when you don’t have the brain????
I work. And Jordan gives shots. Scary, huh?
She works and I go shopping. You don’t need a brain to shop. So apparently she had the brain today.