Cooking Light Phone Number - Yarra Valley Cooking School.
[323.365] Now who's the turkey??
First off, sorry for the awful edit. I swear, I get so frustrated sometimes. I had this vision and I couldn't get the lighting I wanted. So I tried to process the crap out of it, but I really don't know what I'm doing. *sigh I just need a damn studio and my life would be a million times easier... ha! I shouldn't even complain but oh well...there's my mini rant about lighting. I promised you a funny story. Some of you have already heard of just how blond I am, but here goes for the rest of you. So, I worked on Thanksgiving. I end up working nearly every holiday but that's besides the point. But, since Turkey day is important we decided to all bring in a dish, I volunteered to make the ham. Before all the cooking commenced I decided to let feed the dogs. Now, what's critical in this story is that I was house sitting in a town a good 40 minutes from my house for a friend, in an area I'm pretty unfamiliar with. So, Maverick and I head outside to feed my friends dogs and as I turn to go back in through the sliding glass door I realize it's locked behind me. I am wearing a pair of crazy boots, sweatpants and a tee-shirt. It's freezing outside, I'm certainly not dressed to go anywhere and I can see my keys and my cell phone sitting on the counter. It's not like I have anyone's number memorized so I'm having a mini panic attack-I can't even call anyone for help! Well, I could have called my mom but she's 2000 miles away and can't really help me. So I think, well maybe my friend accidentally left a window unlocked. Oh no, her house is like Ft. Knox and I'm seriously stuck outside. I can't even get in my car and go to MY house because my keys are on the counter. So, I wander aimlessly around the neighborhood for a while looking for a mutual friend of ours hoping she has a key. Not only can I not find her, I really don't know the area very well and all the neighbors think I'm crazy. I'm knocking on doors asking for a person no one has heard of and I'm beginning to question if she even lives in town. I finally end up at one of her neighbor's houses who happen to be pretty good friends with the person I'm house sitting for. They don't have a key but are incredibly gracious and help me through the ordeal. By the end of the night I have the local town police trying to pick the lock, the neighbors shoving me through a window that didn't even end up letting us into the house, and the dogs going crazy. It was an interesting night. I got in before the locksmith showed up (which was over 2 hours) but it was still a crazy evening. The moral of the story? Always make sure you wear pants when you go outside, because you never know if you're going to lock yourself out...Stolen phone number
Yesterday I found out why I get strange phone calls asking about a cottage for rent. Saw that this cottage at Sunset Bay is for rent and the phone number is one digit off from mine. Weird huh?
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