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The same thing that is wrong with their fish, maple-syrup & healthcare. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Two slices whole-wheat bread. One banana. Honey (not from Canada). All-natural peanut butter. Peanut butter both sides of bread. Slice banana (after peeling) in half and then down the middle to make four slices. Place on one side of peanut-buttered bread. Drizzle with honey to desire. Make sandwich. Cut in half. Recipe can be easily doubled. Makes for a great breakfast or luch, but sometimes dinner.

Bummer. My hunny had heard from a lot of people--both smart and questionable--that loved this movie... So disappointing. Do not bother. I had it in my Netflix queue, but we borrowed the DVD from friend of ours who routinely receives pre-released DVDs (not the shitty bootlegged kind). I was excited to see a creative, funny comedy on a super-cold day that we would have otherwise been enjoying outside... Such a bummer. Wasted Sunday. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Agreed!

P.S. I realize this was mean to be funny--and it is--but, I have some very important advice for women dealing with a man who seems a bit obsessive. You cannot be nice, or polite. You must be stern, cold and possibly mean or rude when confronted with a guy (who might otherwise be smart, successful, etc) who does not seem to "get the hint" you are not interested and makes you uncomfortable. Get bitchy. Seriously. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

You are very sweet, however, I have not had an experience with such a man. It just strikes a cord with me, having worked with battered women before. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I used to ride my bicycle to the local bagel shop every weekend for a fresh dozen. I was riding back and a car pulled into my elementary-school parking lot and opened the car door--person inside calling for me to come. I rode my bike as fast as I could all the way home. As soon as I arrived, my father asked if I had been approached by someone... He had received a phone call from my first-grade teacher whose car-window did not work, thus she opened the door to say hello. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I LOVE the rain. I love it. I think we spend far too much money where I live watering our luscious, tropical landscapes. It never seems to rain here at the beach--always in town. Several months ago we FINALLY had a really awesome storm, with lightning on top of us. Our neighbors were all hanging out in our garage with drinks, shooting the shit as we typically do. And we saw a magnificent strike in the fresh-water pond behind my neighbor's house. Ohhh, the memories... I grew up in Orlando. I miss that lightning, stormy, rain-vortex. I do not miss anything else about Orlando, though. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That is both familiar and super-creepy. I am SO glad she made the right decision not to call back. Major flags. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

When I am doing anything--unloading groceries, doing crafts, etc.--I keep it on the music channel--mostly classical (I admit to loving classical music). When I eat breakfast, or we eat dinner, we eat sitting on the floor. I don't know why; we have plenty of places to sit. I just always have. I have also always eaten a bagel for breakfast (these days a whole wheat bagel with all natural peanut-butter). I am a creature of habit. No matter where I go, no matter what I do, my breakfast bagel and my dinner-on-the-floor feels like home.

Yes, and breakfast. It is virtually the only time we watch. It is always something DVRd. We have a perfectly beautiful dining room with great, natural light, views, etc. that makes for a great craft & game table. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Awesome!

Nope. I could wear a potato sack.

You could go as a Q-tip. White, fuzzy boots. White, fuzzy hat. Nothing in-between.

Agree, but to be clear, with the living within one's means aspect. No matter how much or how little I have made in my life at any given time, I have always felt rich planning and budgeting so I had money leftover to sit there and accumulate. Now, to live the lifestyle I have always dreamed is not yet within my budget which is a whole other meaning to your statement. In the meantime, I feel rich living rich within my budget. Where there is a will, there is a way. If I want something, I get creative, get smart and get it for a fraction of the price one way or another. Not only do I feel rich and get what I want, but I get a weird high from working the game and winning it. The less prideful I become, the more awesome I am at the game. Just today a man was well-researched, but far too full of himself. He was super-insulting and condescending trying to work me over. I was very nice (a difficult task for me in the face of an asshole), but ultimately (and in record time, with my fewest words spoken yet!) I got what I wanted and that is all that matters to me at the end of the day. Those moments make me feel richer than he--who has far more money than me--but I put in a lot less time & energy than he did and get to enjoy more fruit than I labored for. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

On the kitchen floor? I love it!

This is an unlimited-response thread. I.e. It can be something money_can_buy or not. And "rich" is ambiguous in itself, anyway... While, I have many more answers, what prompted me to begin this thread is my kitty. Every time I scoop him up, I feel rich. To me, he is so luxurious. Friends and family fancy his beyond-silky-smooth fur. He lets me do anything to him. When he closes his eyes upside-down in "baby position" and purrs, I melt; I know most people do not have a silky fluffball that purrs in baby-position. My God, I love that cat.

I haven't seen it. Guess I'll queue it. My queue is running super-thin these days. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Happy birthday, Jenn!

I did slice my finger pretty well on an apple the other day... Other than that, a year or so ago I dropped a wine glass on the countertop as I was getting it down from the rack. I have a track record of breaking wine glasses, mind you (especially when they are in the sink waiting to be washed ). However it fell, I had the wherewithal to turn my face, thankfully, but sadly my arms somehow were in such a vulnerable position I received a shard of glass lodged in each inside-wrist. It is summer in Florida, and we have a dinner date in an hour. Clearly I cannot wear long-sleeves and the only bandaids I keep are the flex-super-kind that are so obvious. Thank goodness Bill was on his way home and arrived five minutes later. With the help of some tweezers and a needle, he was able to dislodge the glass pieces in my wrists and i honored our dinner-date with friends looking like a suicidal maniac with bandaged wrists. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

P.S. I thought this was cool: I also received a $50 gift cert to a local resturant as a gift from AMEX yesterday.

This was too cute not to share. Dog and Cat

It's funny. Was also funny when I first saw it several years ago. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Mods, I apologize in advance if this is against forum rules. As I am not selling anything or offering anything for trade, I thought it a great deal for some people: I am an AMEX Gold card member (and have referenced how much I love AMEX on several occasions here) and received an offer to refer friends and family. If you are approved--because I referred you--the annual fee for the first year will be waived ($150) and you will receive an automatic 10,000 membership reward bonus points (usually good for a gift card or item worth $100) after you spend $1k on your card. If this legitimately interests you, pm me your name and email address and I will submit you as a referral.

Fantastic! I have been waiting far too long to actually finish a movie...I also had queued Away We Go and did not finish it after already suffering halfway-through. Awful! I rated it one of five stars.... While I found The Brothers' utlimate outcome predictable, the outcome is not the point. If I ever wrote a movie, I might have written this one. I really enjoyed it. I would love to hear from anyone else who has seen it.