littlecooter

I just got into Greeville, to visit my Mom and sister. My Mom is out looking for a job, so its just me and sis. We broke out the Irish cookbook and were gonna go to the liqour store/grocery store here in a min for our supplies. Since we are in shit-town, we have to drive about 30 miles to get to a liqour store. We are going to make salmon cakes, and an oatmeal apple crumble cake with irish wiskey cream sauce. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......
We are making the cake for my Grandma's 80th birthday. The family is throwing her a party at a hotel on Sat. My sis and I aren't really looking forward to it, bec that side of the family is sort of stuck-up. Some of them are cool, but some of them really suck ass. But we have to go and act civil towards everyone, for Grandma.

Which reminds me of something....have you seen that new anti-drug commercial? The one where it shows the pitifully sad grandma sitting alone at the dinner table, and the announcer goes "Just tell grandma you didnt show for dinner, bec you were getting stoned." Grrrr....I hate those fucking commercials....its total propaghanda, I tell you! I never stood up my grandma bec I was high....I never hit a child on a bike bec I was high.....and I never gave up the pussy just bec I was stoned!!!! Have you? I mean honestly? WTF?