Aggie, I should
just come over for dinner.
Not exact matches
My neighbour, who had lived in Morocco
for many years,
came over for dinner and gave it a resounding thumbs up and said it tasted
just as it should.
At the time, I was
coming home from work to an always empty house, laying on the floor
for an hour to re-calibrate from my day, working myself into a 30 minute or so run, and then reading a couple food blogs
over dinner (usually a sweet potato, roasted during that run, with black beans, salsa, and a pile of greens), working another couple hours
just to survive the next school day, and falling into bed into a deep and dreamless sleep before my alarm clock wrenched me out and up and into another day that was much the same.
I looked in the fridge a few weeks ago trying to decide what to make
for dinner... Isn't it funny how we have such a struggle trying to decide what to make every day... My daughter and I would ask each other, what are we making
for dinner, and we'd say «Oh ya, that meal that
just keeps
coming over and
over again».
My friend Dana
came over for dinner a while back and it was
just after I revisited my Black & White Cookie Cake.
It's also great to keep in the freezer and
just slice off a few to bake when people
come over for dinner.
someone
for an occational movie,
dinner, or
just come on
over and watch tv.
A cat burglar (Denis Leary) trying to lie low reluctantly kidnaps a couple (Kevin Spacey and Judy Davis) on the verge of divorce,
just before the in - laws
come over for Christmas
dinner.
I waited patiently
for months but heard nothing until about a week before the big day when an e-mail arrived in my inbox containing directions to the restaurant along with a cryptic final set of instructions: «If anyone asks who you are,
just say you're friends of Laura's
coming over for a
dinner party.»
I hadn't previously given a toss about Karl's marriage break up, but my friend Claudia
came over for dinner on Friday night and was demanding answers from me — as an ex-weekly magazine editor —
for why Karl
just rolled
over and gave his ex a quickie $ 6million financial settlement while only keeping a piddling $ 500,000
for himself.
I
just want to
come over for dinner
I didn't sleep well, hustled into the office via a mailbox delivery to my ex's place of the youngest's homework and orange clothes
for Harmony Day, listened to a message on my phone from the eldest's school about her fringe being too long (WTF FFS), bolted home after work to let the fur babies inside, bolted back to work
for an office
dinner (that's the gang in the main pic), realised on the way home that I need to be at a work function on Wednesday morning at 6.30 am... which is the youngest's birthday; had a major panic attack
over the youngest waking up parentless on her 11th birthday; sent a frantic message to my ex asking if he could
come over at 6.30 am on Wednesday; chatted briefly to an exhausted DD as he drove home from work at 9.30 pm; felt my stomach drop slightly when he said «
just don't blog about the howling dogs»; pointed out that those sort of suggested edits needed to be made MUCH earlier to avoid appearing in the blog...