This fun photo was taken from this fun gallery.I’m moving in 17 different directions around here, and it seems like new paths keep forging. Which I love. Because I like the potential for new adventure. But to tell the truth, there are so many roads diverging right now that even I’m getting a little bit frazzled. I know this to be the case when I start making lists.
1. I received a long email from a friend last night. I absolutely love long emails, because they’re really letters. Lovely letters. And I adore that. Why don’t we write letters anymore? Or long emails. We really should. I think I’ll start.
2. Okay, here’s a random one. I set up a coworker, the coworker with the 2K purse, with a former dating partner/boyfriend. Which is pretty weird in itself. But then, to make things even more bizarre, he later said he wasn’t really that interested because he likes girls who are “model thin” (oh, and she’s darling, btw, maybe a size six, gasp!). Which begs several questions…one, why the heck did I ever go on a date with someone who would ever think and/or say something so gross…two, why the heck did he want to go out with me because I’ve had hips since I was in first grade…three, what can we do as a collective group to body-slam people like this? That kind of moronic thinking really should be bitch-slapped. I’ll start: If the Hurricane ever says anything like that, I’m karate chopping him into next week.
3. I love Jello.
4. I’ve come up with a solution to my product dilemma. Because I’m sick of how this place is getting so producty. Gag. But no more! The solution is right around the corner. And I’m so
freaking excited about it, I can’t wait to share it. But because of technical issues, it’s going to have to be announced on Monday. And it will be announced with an exceptional Darlybird giveaway. It’s going to be a good one.
But then he got mad because I wouldn’t give him the camera.
And it looked a little like this.
And he drew.
And Citymama1, you totally won.Email me and four boxes of Girl Scouts are coming your way.
And by that, I mean cookies.
Peace and love to all from the Quesos.
Okay have I told you lately how much I love-love you!! Even though I did not win the cookies, you always just pull me into your life.
Sorry that I don't write you longer emails. I will try to be a better friend. I just wrote you an example of a not-long email, in attempt to guess the identity of item 2…and I so think I know. What a stupidhead. I am so glad you married HcQ! Not the least of which are he is a computer genius, has beautiful eyes, and is very nice. I, too, love jello. I make it 2-3 times a week. It is also delicious if you substitute vodka for water.The 'Cane looks supercute in his shirt! I think I will buy him a bracelet to match.
HEY! I am not going to feel bad about not writing you long emails – I comment on your blog every day! That should be enough…it's kind of like a letter.
I love that the fact that you love Jello was a point in your list. It's another reason to love Jello.I think the only man who gets to exclusively date model-thin women is Leonardo DiCaprio, and that's because he's rich and tall. And hot, but that last one is subjective. Nevertheless, good luck to your ex in his quest to find the perfect size 1. What a twerp!
the Hurricane is so cute, he almost makes me want another. I want that shirt.
about #2, I dunno. I have to admit I only liked really thin guys, never would have dated a large one. Is that the same?
To be on the cusp if a Queso-rama is pretty exciting… can't wait to hear all about it… and I love Darlybird…Glad that you are doing well.That guy is an idiot.
damn that is one cute hurricane. i mean ca-yoot!lovin it!
You are lucky I adore you so much, or I would be nicking the Hurricane and keeping him in my cupboard with my Geri "Ginger Spice" Haliwell doll, he is so cute.
"That kind of moronic thinking really should be bitch-slapped."Amen!
Any man that thinks that way is deluding himself. Is dating stick bugs the new way man "compensate"? Are big trucks no longer PC enough to use for that purpose?
He actually really said that? Out loud?At least the Hurricane is fantabulous.
Mmmm, jello. Orange flavored.Sometimes I print off family e-mails and save them for posterity. Just as good as letters.
When I was a couple years older than the Hurricane, I was partial to Knox blox. because they were so firm that you could actually cut them into long strips, swallow them while holding one end and then retrieve them by pulling the end you were still holding. Try doing THAT will jello.
Okay, former dating partner/boyfriend should be vanquished from the blind-date pool for the good of all females. Ick.
Ooooh, wow. Set up an ex with 2k girl. That's a telling sign of maturity….even if he's not so much on par with you in that category. Me sees why he didn't become Hurricane Sr. 2k girl is a winner in my book, even if she's dishing the dough on a purse that could buy 2,000 hungry people an 2 tacos each at Jack N the Box…Now onward I go to try to type that dang word verification in.(hey! I emailed you the night before this post … although it was awfully self-centered and not so long, so there may be a few other amigos con queso out in the world. no, there's probably many amigos con queso!)