Big plans cooking for this weekend -
Bea and I are headed over to Ms. Q's for a Girl's Weekend of playing, sans men and children. Well, actually, I hear Senator Kennedy* is supposed to drop by for drinks on Saturday, so there will be one man.
I'm kind of excited about Senator Kennedy's* visit, since I have sort of a thing for him. I know he's married - so am I, for that matter. But a girl can dream, can't she?
I'm all busted up about the brain tumor - he's never going to take me to Chappaquiddick now.
Pictures to follow, as soon as we sober up!
* The Senator is Ms. Q's extremely handsome and witty older brother, who as he ages, looks more and more like a Kennedy. "Not like when he was fat and on drugs" - Bobcat Goldthwait, "Burglar"
10 comments:
Hey, it's the weekend. There's plenty of time to sober up later.
hehe
As usual, totally jealous that I'm not there. Dammit.
Jealous too! (I can't post on my blog, but my friend has cancer)
Enjoy your three days of not-sober, and stay away from the damn bridges!
Have fun!
Muahahahahahahah! My bags are packed, Im ready to go. Wait. Isn't that a John Denver song? I'll bring my camera too, so we can have several inibri, inebra...drunk perspectives. :)
I love your new blog-look.
And your storms - so exciting. I'm glad the second one decided to take a detour even if it meant I could not chuckle at the thought of someone in a hand towel :)
Hope it was all fab!
Okay, now it's your turn pickle. Come back and entertain us!
Gurrl that must have been SOME weekend!
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