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Are you wondering about the Concoction?
Yeah, sorry bout that. I won't tell you why I couldn't do it, and it will be a big mystery, and that will force you to imagine all manners of wonderful things that could be going on in my life, and that feeling of empathetic wonderment will take the place of the nirvana you typically experience while reading The Friday Concoction. You're welcome.
We're going to a wedding tomorrow in Big Timber... I'll wait a minute, if you feel like Mapquesting... hmmm hmmm hmmm... ok, got it? Please send me the link. I have no idea where this place is, only that we need to rent 4 movies for Madeleine. And don't tsk-tsk me for drugging her with Disney, because have you ever traveled with Madeleine? She makes life a special kind of hell reserved for people that are too sanctimonious and mother-earth-lovin-crunchy to spend $80 on a portable DVD player and $25 on Finding Nemo ($3 for rental, $22 in late fees). I used to be both and I may be damaged goods now, having suffered through 3 years of road-trips without the DVD player.
So let's play a game... tell me 1 thing you're doing this weekend, 1 thing you wish were doing this weekend, and 1 thing you would be doing this weekend if you were Katie Holmes.
Love and buds and stuff,
Mignon
We're going to a wedding tomorrow in Big Timber... I'll wait a minute, if you feel like Mapquesting... hmmm hmmm hmmm... ok, got it? Please send me the link. I have no idea where this place is, only that we need to rent 4 movies for Madeleine. And don't tsk-tsk me for drugging her with Disney, because have you ever traveled with Madeleine? She makes life a special kind of hell reserved for people that are too sanctimonious and mother-earth-lovin-crunchy to spend $80 on a portable DVD player and $25 on Finding Nemo ($3 for rental, $22 in late fees). I used to be both and I may be damaged goods now, having suffered through 3 years of road-trips without the DVD player.
So let's play a game... tell me 1 thing you're doing this weekend, 1 thing you wish were doing this weekend, and 1 thing you would be doing this weekend if you were Katie Holmes.
Love and buds and stuff,
Mignon
posted by Mignon at 2:46 PM
1. Bleeding
2. Not bleeding
3. Gouging my eyes out
1. Going to a stag and doe for an old friend of mine from high school. We were very tight for several years; me being somewhat of a bad influence, we did some stupid shit. The awkward potential, with her family being there and all, is high.
2. Getting a massage.
3. Signing divorce papers.
Wise is the mother who gives in to the power of the DVD player on trips.
I am one who said "I'll never" until beaten to a bloddy pulp by my child on the plane ride from Boston to Lake Tahoe. Now I'm all "Who wants to watch a movie!!!"
Damn it, I forgot to play the game.
1.Cleaning and packing
2.Having sex with one of my television boyfriends and someone packing FOR me
3. Drinking the Jim Jones koolaid
1. Hiding from visiting family members who hit me in the head with sticks (little cousins).
2. Making wild, passionate love to a tall, thin, tan blonde named Aaron. (Jaye - shut it!)
3. Basking in the glory of being both popular and self absorbed, alsl possible having sex with tall, thin, tan men...in a bounce house - because nudity would be so fun in a bounce house!
1) packing for my journey to hell (I hear there's a river, the river Styx, involved - should I bring water sox?)
2) packing for my journey to Club Medd
3) packing for my (permanent) journey away from my craaazy baby daddy
I think the only place water sox should ever be worn is in hell. I think hell is where Paris Hilton will go and she'll be forced to wear water sox and a fanny pack and MC Hammer pants. And a big souvenier t-shirt from a mid-western theme park.
I'm loving this game!
A man came in the store last week and asked if we sold fanny packs. I told him, "No, I'm sorry - try looking in nineteen-eighty-six."
It's a wonder they haven't fired me yet. The man thought 1986 was a store.
1. Going to my writer's group meeting.
2. Spa weekend.
3. Witness protection program
1. Going to my sister's on Monday, when it will be 90 degrees.
2. Uh...well, I'm still sitting around in my pajamas in the afternoon, having done nothing. That's kinda what I like doing, because I'm lazy.
3. Drafting the first few chapters of my tell-all book.
My word verification: imdiscpc. I'm disc PC!
1. BBQ-o-rama! I think there's one every afternoon this weekend.
2. Camping at Isle Royale (in August...late May is still pretty chilly and buggy).
3. Staring at myself in the mirror. Despite my questionable taste in men, and even after having a baby, I am utterly gorgeous.
1. Getting ready for our trip to "da beach" this weekend
2. Sliding a new pair of jeans on over my little size 4 legs and butt. Yeah, I got new jeans, but size 4s they are not.
3. Taking little Suri on a permanent trip anywhere where Tom is not.
You know, I've decided not to buy any toys made of plastic for my kids. Cuz plastic toys are disposable and wal marty. How long you think that will last?
Esereth, all I can say is good luck with that. It's sorta like saying 'my child will only wear natural fiber' then at some point you're in the car on the way to dinner at Legin and the baby craps all over himself and it's coating his clothes and in his hair and Rock left the diaper bag on top of the car when he was putting in the carseat and now all of the babies junk is laying in the middle of Burnside by all bums hanging out in front of Powells and the Texaco mart on Division doesn't carry hemp diapers and the carseat is covered in mustard poo and there happens to be a convenient 6-pack of Huggies and a souvenier Made in China Multnomah Falls t-shirt by the front door. And you shrug and say fuck it. It's kinda like that.
(Feral is that a real place or what? Sounds like a carnival ride.)
Big Timber... sounds familier... but not recalling anything. (I lived in Idaho Falls for 20 yrs.. still have family there)
1. Cooking for family - yet I am not domestic.
2. Sailing to somewhere warm and dry, where they serve drinks with umbrellas.
3. Seek a mental health professional.
I did the DVD player for me! Forget the kids!
Oh, very real. It's a national park on an island in the middle of Lake Superior. I wasn't an outdoor type, but it made me a believer.