I’m Wearing Fur Pajamas

But only on my tongue. In my steadfast belief that one should always get back on the horse that threw you, I spent last night drinking tangerine martinis with the PDB. I think I got up to five, but who's counting?

I did not get sick, despite the fact that dinner consisted of Shorty's BBQ (ribs, vinegar sauce, cole slaw and an ear of Very Greasy corn). I did not even get to the point of laying on the floor.

We drank and paid homage to our fathers and got weepy. We talked about the difference between art and craft. We looked at vintage magazines and analysed the styles, layouts and illustrations. We had fun, in a way that only art-school refuges can have fun.

Chin-chin, sweetiedarlings.

Tomorrow night, RJ is having a birthday par-tay for herself. I've promised to make a cake. I have no idea what cake that might turn out to be, but she's turning 50 and there seems to be a flamingo theme coming on.

I'm thinking that whatever I make, it will have pink icing. And probably be pink inside as well. This is the perfect time for me to find the ultimate marischino/red velvet cake recipe, but I'm not counting on the universe unfolding in quite such perfect synchronicity.

And for the rest of the three-day weekend, I will be sequestered with my code-writing books and I WILL (she says, shaking her fist at the sky) get this damn blog flipped to Expression Engine, because I am back to about 100 spam messages a day, and that, gentle readers, has gotten fucking old.
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(3) Comments
#1. Posted by RJ on December 29, 2006

I feel your pain. 

Not that I haven’t got at least 37 things to do, I did a little “surfing”.  Ever the helpful girl that I am, I’ve sent you an e-mail containing no less than 4 maraschino cherry cake recipes and 2 frostings.  I imagine if they’re not pink enough you could add red food coloring. 

You don’t have to, but I thought it might help.  Thank you for providing me an excuse not to clean the kitchen—temporarily. :-)

I really appreciate you—can’t wait to see you tomorrow!

Love—

RJ

#2. Posted by latt├ęgirl on December 30, 2006

Fur pajamas on your tongue. Cracked me up again, girl.

#3. Posted by gigi on January 01, 2007

5 martinis!  I’m so proud ~ I knew you could do it!  Fur pajamas and all (heh-heh).  Proves the other incident was completely out of the norm.  Hm…

Sounds like you guys had a blast.  I hope your New Years was just as good.  Happy New Year, Girly!

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