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November 11, 2009 |
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
idden meanings. So if the guy says, for example, "Would you like to lick my noodl
The pasta isn't the problem--it's the garlic bread. Some people don't know when's enough.
What a great song to have in my head today. Thanks for the Find, Deacon!
is spaghetti too cheap? or too messy?
I took my wife to a spaghetti place on our first date.
I was so nervous, I left the house without my wallet. I realized it the moment we were seated. I fessed up immediately and we got up and went back to get it.
Been married 12 years now.
Too messy! I remember freshman year of college the university took us to a spaghetti dinner to meet and mingle and many people were too self-conscious about their spaghetti eating skills to eat!
Also, women should not order hot dogs, sausages, or chocolate covered frozen bananas.
UVULA VS. EPIGLOTTIS
The source of much debate between SRD and weetiny today. As it turns out, weetiny takes this round, with the uvula indeed being the thing residing in the rear of your mouth.
UVULA - small, mucosa-covered set of muscles, musculus uvulae, hanging down from the soft palate, near the back of the throat. The word is derived from the diminutive of uva, the Latin word for "grape", due to the uvula's grape-like shape.
EPIGLOTTIS - a thin, lid-like flap of cartilage tissue covered with a mucous membrane, attached to the root of the tongue, that guards the entrance of the glottis, the opening between the vocal cords. It is normally pointed upward, but when swallowing, solids or liquids stimulate sensors which fold down the epiglottis, and prevent food that should go into the esophagus and stomach from passing into the trachea (windpipe). The epiglottis is one of three large cartilaginous structures that make up the larynx (voice box).
oops sorry <cringe>
I'm just hoping that the first line says "asking for advice" and not "asting for advice."
And maybe the last line is the answer to "what kind of movies are good for first dates?".
But I Googled the phrase "no spaghetti on the first date" and one of the 2 results was for dating advice at:
http://www.christianteenforums.com/
Girl-Friend-t11667.html
One of the posters gives the same advice, but with no reasons. Was there a teen movie recently where a spaghetti date turned bad?
Never eat shmears on the first date, either. ubber messy...
I say go for it. Get it over with....don't you want to know what kind of spaghetti-eater your date is? I would (snort and chuckle)
Ditto on fondue can get way too messy
Why does it matter what you eat on a first date as long as you're having fun? I mean, you are dating the person to find out more about who they are & what they like, so you should be yourself & eat what you want.
My first date with my now fiance consisted of watching a Cubs vs. Cardinals game & eating sub sandwiches. We're getting married Sept. 2010
Well, it worked for Lady and the Tramp.
'They call it... Bella Notte'...
I invited my now-husband out to lunch on our first "date." Though it was platonic at the time, both of us wanted it to be more. I wore, completely coincidentally, a form-fitting and somewhat low-cut sweater. He couldn't eat because of it, he said later. On the way out of the restaurant, I smacked square into a street sign. <cringe>
We've been married 18 years this year. i do not believe spaghetti was involved on the first date.
In response to "Who Cares What You Eat"
I think you're forgetting the dating and mating practices of teenagers, where appearance and 'coolness' is everything.
When I was a young teen, I made the rule of never getting an ice cream cone on a first date, because I am a nutso ice cream cone eater. Somehow, no matter how careful I am, it gets all over me.
I eat ice cream cones in front of my husband of fifteen years, and he says "how do you manage it...what are you doing to that ice cream cone?" He's the best.
And no meatballs until you're married, capisce?