Eat the Wimps revisited-for WOMEN!!!!

hmm...decisions, decisions...

Sandy,
Of course women have more patience...
we have to put up with MEN! :D :D :D

<uh-oh! Cindy applies a coat of flame-resistant spray!>

George, nice recipe. For fun, I guess the kids can paint little faces on them! :)



[This message has been edited by CindyH (edited July 26, 2000).]
 
Are we taking up a collection to buy a gift for you-know-who? I vote for the one on the far right -- it's just so fetching!-- all those little details! ;)
 
You ladies remind me of my sisters (7 of 'em!). Always trashin' the man. Sheesh! :rolleyes:

Luckily, my wife stands up for her man who not only makes chocolate chip cookies (eatin' some right now!), but also does 90% of the cookin' 'round here! (OK, 80%! But, still!) :)

We're not all doofus's. My wife got the last good man - and my sons won't be marryin' age for a while yet!

Thanks for the laughs! ;)

Now, I better get back to that laundry... ;)

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Cindy, you must use your computer skills and 'fix' that picture (ie.,the cat with a FACE on it ;)) ROTF

I agree with Mrsmnt, I vote for the one on the far right :D


seronac, all in good fun I assure you. IRL we are all really nice, just don't cross our paths ;)

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wouldn't have a lady that cou;dn't do for herself. Been there, done that and it's crappy. :(

However, I'd do anything for my lady....stop the world if she smiles and asks. :)

btw-I been cooking since I was 6yrs old.

Chocolate 'Chirpie' Cookies.

1 roll of Pillsbury Choc chip cookie makins and 1/2 cup of dried and ground crickets.

Mix and bake according to the recipe except blend in the crickets.

For a 'nutty' taste substitute dried and ground mealworms. ;)

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<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>IRL we are all really nice, just don't cross our paths [/quote]
Yeah. IRL, most of my friends are guys, anyway. This isn't a male-bashing, it's a "slap the wimpy girls who make men think the rest of us are lame and weak." ;)
(now, seronac...don't forget to use plenty of Downey! :D)
 
Phil, is that an honest-to-God recipe? By which I mean to ask, do you end up with actual cookies? It seems like it would make a pretty small batch, if so...but I bet they have a lot of flavor to 'em.

I met my wife in college in our freshman seminar class. I was too much the wimp to ask her out. One Saturday morning she called my room (she'd never called me before) to tell me she was trying to get the muffler unwired from her car, but couldn't quite unbend the coat-hanger wire with her bare hands--she wanted to borrow pliers. (This is how white trash falls in love--over wired-up mufflers on rusty Chevies.)

Well, I didn't have pliers, but I told her yes. Then I tore through the dorm asking everybody if they had pliers. I had to hurry, because what she hadn't realized was that Saturday, of course, is game day in college football and I was dressed and taped and due in meetings in 20 minutes.

Anyway, I found a pair of pliers and jogged across campus to where I found her with her car. She apologized when she saw that I was dressed for a game, I lied and told her I wouldn't be late, and then she took the pliers, crawled under the car and removed her muffler herself. Love blossomed, birds sang, and I ran off to my meetings.

The good news is, she married me. The bad news is she still drives that Blow-Away Blue 1989 Chevy Celebrity. :rolleyes:
 
Hm. If any hiking, shooting, weight-lifting, mechanically- minded young ladies out there are looking for a sensitive man who can cook Thai, bake biscuits, and give a killer massage, call...sorry, got carried away there! :o

Anyway, female empowerment all the way. It burns me up to see folks who think that one's sex is the chief determinant of worth. (Or race, or age, or socio-economic heritage...)
 
I always figured nobody was born an expert anything. I also figure anybody who wants to learn the "how tos" of life can--it just takes "want to".

I made a lot of money off of guys who just couldn't stand to get their own hands dirty! :) That let me retire early! :) :)

But I don't worry about repairing a woman's watch--there's a clock on the stove...

:), Art
 
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>I always figured nobody was born an expert anything. I also figure anybody who wants to learn the "how tos" of life can--it just takes "want to".[/quote]

I confess that for a long time I was one of those women who deliberately refuse to learn how to do things. But see ... life's easier that way, isn't it?

My mom, when she was a young bride, lived on a little tiny farm with my dad. Every day dad came home from work at 4 pm and milked the cow. One afternoon he didn't get home and didn't get home and didn't get home and didn't get home, and the cow was bawling in pain ... and mom went out to the barn and learned how to milk the cow.

Dad, seeing that mom knew how, never again got home in time to milk that cow. And mom swore for years that she would never again let herself be suckered into learning how to do something she didn't want to do in the first place.

With that as part of my family heritage, it wasn't until I was several years into my own marriage that I realized that I simply didn't want to be a useless, decorative woman who couldn't do a thing except buff my nails and shop.

<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>But I don't worry about repairing a woman's watch--there's a clock on the stove...[/quote]

:D

pax


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Don
Yup that's a legitimate recipe. I got it from my Mom. If you can't trust Mom, who can you trust? :)

When she told me it several years ago I said: "No flour?! No oil?!" She said she had the same reaction when her friend told her. They're maybe not the best peanut butter cookies you'll ever have, but I've made them several times for pot luck type events and they all disappear and nobody's ever had anything negative to say. A couple of friends accused me of buying the Pillsbury ready made dough and palming it off as my own. Needless to say they were suprised when I told them the recipe.

Teaspoon size balls mashed flat and baked at 350 degrees for 10 minutes on an ungreased cookie sheet.

Let me know if you try them.
 
Yeah, when I bought this HUD house my realtor tried to talk me out of it because it was "too much work" -- never mind that my best friend bought an identical house from him 2 blocks over last year, fixed it up herself and it's already been featured in two local magazines.

Every time he showed me a new defect he'd say "you should probably get a [floor man, pipe man, roofing man] take a look at this for you." It got to be a joke with me and my boyfriend..."Oh crap, look at this mailbox. We'd better get a mailbox man out here right away."

When the realtor asked what I was going to do about the wiring, I took great pleasure in saying, "I called my friend Bill," then waiting for him to smile and nod before saying, "his wife is an electrician and she said she'd be glad to come out and help." :D

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PAX: Looking back through the years, I feel I've been fortunate in that most of the women in my life were important to me in large part for what they could DO.

My grandmother could milk a cow, raise a garden, raise chickens, churn butter--and teach school.

My mother built an international track record in the field of Psychology.

My first wife was a helluvan artist and musician--and a good shot.

My present wife is a helluvan artist, businesswoman--and a good shot.

Various galfriends--before and between wives--have had respectable track records in music, architecture, business...

"See what I can do!" beats the heck out of "Look at me."

:), Art
 
Great thread everyone! I must put in my own .02:

It also annoys me to NO end when guys act like that around me. My dad's a mechanic and I used to hang around while he worked on cars and I asked him all sorts of questions. Consequently, I know a LOT about cars, can change my own flat tire, etc. I always made the guys mad in HS cuz I knew more about cars than they did! (I'm a muscle-car nut). Plus, I'm the only one who can cajole my Dad's old Briggs 7 Stratton gas edger into life: pull choke halfway out before starting. After pulling on starter rope, push choke in just a wee bit and let engine warm up, after a few minutes, push it all the way in and get 'er going! He and I are about the only people who can get that crotchety machine going! :)

Since we bought our first house a few months ago, I have: chopped down 3 bushes all by my lonesome (and pulled up the stumps), stripped and sanded several window-sills; caulked around all the windows, torn up the linoleum floor in one closet, peeled 50 years worth of paint off the door frames/jambs, dug a new flower garden and replanted it. My crowning achievement thus far has been to replace all the baseboards/moulding in the bathroom. That includes tearing out the old rotten stuff and removing decades worth of old caulk, measuring and cutting the new boards, as well as nailing and caulking them down! (am I tootin' my own horn? You betchya!) :)

A few of my hobbies are: Stripping and repairing/refinishing old furniture, shooting and cleaning guns, old muscle cars (not shooting them, just admiring!), etc. I love mechanical gadgets and would much rather have a new gun than a new piece of furniture. :D

My sisters and mother think I'm "odd" because of the different things I do. They are more the type "Oh, I'll let hubby do it for me." I'm exactly the opposite. Since I've been married, I've had to struggle to not take everything into my own hands, but rather let my husband get some of the credit for doing stuff around the house. :D

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wow. good women here. I just did a model shoot yesterday with a pretty little girl that's very independant and likes my guns. :) Things went well until my mom had a major mental malfunction...guess I'll se when I get the prints back and we talk again...gotta admit-we got a little 'snuggly' later. Broke a cardinal rule with myself on that. Hope she forgives and we can move on to more 'productive' things besides photography. :) :)

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