And some linkies

An article about the nutritional value of modern vegetables

A recipe for Jelly Doughnut Pudding

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One for cookies

An article about how teen sexuality is *not* increasing

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One, which I won't copy paste, about how the new 1 station at South Ferry isn't opening. CURSES!

One, which I'm sure I've posted before, about Yiddish in court decisions

One about the New York that Henry Hudson may have seen

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Well.

This is certainly interesting. It's far too late for me to articulate a clear thought of any sort on it. AND my bed just started falling apart randomly. So... not right now.

More advice on the CPSIC thing

Get hoppin' and contact these fine folks, will you?

Well, now my mother knows that we know.

But she has some sort of perverse pleasure in not telling me anything at all. I suppose it's her business, but normal, sane people tell their children they're dating - don't they?

All I've confirmed is:

It's a guy
Not somebody at work
No, she really *does* work 16 hour days (I'd rather she were having lots of sex than working so much, honestly)
It's not her brother (I already knew that, but THANK YOU, Mommy, for putting that thought in my head)
His favorite color is blue.

Blue? EVERYBODY'S favorite color is blue, or most people's, anyway.

She is very unhelpful, which I suppose was her goal because keeping secrets is just how she works.

Apparently my sister told her I wasn't a virgin before I did. I'm certain, Jennifer, that I swore you to secrecy before sharing that information. (Well, clearly this "keep secrets at all costs" nonsense is inherited. Must've skipped a kid with Jenn-the-tattler, though.)

I'm putting it on her grave when she dies (many many years hence): "She had a secret boyfriend, and we never met the guy, but at least she knew we knew."