Idioms always confuse me. I always thought "when the rubber meets the road" was about post-prostitution clean up.

I am not a fan of the overuse of idioms. But, that's the way he cookie crumbles.

Wut

Who he? He who?

Did someone mention cookies?

I like cookies!!!

Mention cookies and all the chubby kids show up. Where's mine?

This is kinda crazy talk, but I'm actually thinking about buying a scale. Haven't had one in more than a decade.

I'm here! In line for cookies.

I'd rather have the ice cream.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_aKZSTo34w

I hape that's the right clip - work blocks YouTube.

DG

We've always had one, but it was modified to use in the garage to weigh motorbikes.
The one I bought for the house a couple years ago is pretty accurate compared to the one at the Dr.'s office. Discovered this week it's off by barely a pound.

Two more pounds to lose and a little over a week left for goal #1. I'm setting a second goal for another 10 pounds by the beginning of June. It'd be nice to weigh less than my race bike. Especially when I have to race against 100 pound 12 year olds, the local gal I sometimes race with is the size and shape of a 12 year old, and when I roll on to the scales after qualifying, the tech guy usually says: "Oh, PLENTY". Like you couldn't tell just by looking at me that my bike doesn't need any ballast jerkface.

Why not both?

Don't forget the hot fudge.

Not for nothing, but at the end of the day, idioms are where the rubber meets the road in the big scheme of things.

That's something you P-CAD and I don't have to really put in writing....

Right on my fatso cookie brother.

Heehee.

We have the obligatory bathroom scale. It's usually covered in dust.

Hmmm...
Gluten... check
Dairy... check
Sugar... check

If I used coffee ice cream and added a liqueur and candied bacon, it'd be perfect.

Are there any cookies left? I have ice cream to go with them.

Don't forget to dip it in honey and fry it.

I didn't cut out honey. That's still ok. (I'm only using vegan as a guideline, not an absolute rule... and I've been eating way too much fish to really even call it that anymore.)

There's a bird singing outside my window... I don't think it's a robin, but it's a song I definitely only hear in spring/summer. I wonder how it feels about the 8" of snow. I also noticed a flock of canada geese near a pond a couple weeks ago. Birds be confused.

The squatters that were living in our roof have been trying to break in again after we cleaned out and boarded up their penthouse. I feel kind of bad, thought about putting up some low rent housing up in the yard but decided that might just make our old roof even more attractive to the house sparrows.

We've had a cardinal visiting our yard in the morning for the last week or so.

Vegans don't eat honey?