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18 comments:
Okay, then!
No more sweets... ARRGGG!!!!
Bob, you can just look at it. Lord knows I can't eat one more sweet either...
How 'bout a V8? I'll stick the communal celery stalk in and you can pretend it's a Bloody Mary...
I'll spike it when he's not looking...
Did i hear "Bloody Mary"? I'll take mine spiked, thanks Megan!!
Leah these are absolutely beautiful, I will save one for later...sweets are always good for extra energy, and boy do I need some now,LOL.
Let's just drink some beer and look at the cupcakes. They're pretty.
Hi RC.
Gig - You know, its been a long, long time since I've had a Bloody. That might be a New Years Day brunch plan!
RC - Or beer. Beer good. Pretty cupcakes pretty.
Hi Bob!
I like pink cupcakes. But they do repeat in a most distressing fashion.
Yummy. Not the second or hundreth time, mind you. Just the first. LOL.
Where's Suzanne???
Yes, where is she? Suzy, your presence is missed.
... looks around, sees the PPT parked in the corner
This mineral water is getting warm over here at the bar... hurry your ass over to get it Suzanne.
"Soooooooozie! You got some 'splainin to do!"
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
How the hell long's it been? Three, four days? I've been so freakin' delirious I have no idea, but a dream about pink cupcakes finally brought me out of my comma and made me turn this damn contraption on. Leah, your cupcakes are gorgeous! *Everyone looks at Leah's boobs.* No not those, THOSE...the pink ones!!! *Everyone looks at Leah's nipples.* Okay, I can already tell, this isn't gonna be easy. Knock it off. All of you.
I LOVE PINK!!! I DON'T LOVE SUGAR or SWEETS all that much, so can probably only eat about a half a pink cupcake. *Gently hugs and kisses new bar...Bob, may I have a beautiful cup of Latte with half a pink cupcake my dear man?* Sweet.
Okay, I've been sick. Really, really sick. Is it the flu? I don't think so. Does it feel like the flu? Yup. Is it? Nope. (I'm still sorta dazed and confused, so bare with me. Here, I have a suggestion, why don't you guys just figure out what the hell's wrong with me because I'm too weak.)
I'll tell you a funny story. My mom called a few days ago. I was too sick to talk. I told her so. You have to understand, I can tell my mom I'm dying and she'll keep chatting (how do I know this, because I've been very ill in the past and said "Mom, I can't talk right now, I'm not feeling well." And hour and a half later I hang up the phone). I'm laughing so hard (that's a good thing) because my mother kills me. But this time was different. I really couldn't talk without puking. I said "Mom, my head hurts so bad I can't talk." She started telling me about something and I said "Mom, I'm serious, I can't talk, but more important, I can't listen." She seemed shocked and wounded. She took a huge breath and said "Are you going to be okay?" I said "Eventually, but right now? No." She asked if Rob was home to take care of me. I said "No." She said "Suzy, I want you to come home." She didn't mean for a visit, she meant to stay. I told her "I'm working on it."
She started to cry. My mom doesn't cry in front of me very often. They all want me home and I want to go home.
This comment page was the perfect place to land upon my return. You're all so beautiful and funny and I just adore you. Oh and that V8/Bloody Mary/celery stalk just killed me because I was, believe it or not, cooking dinner for my MIL today. No, not for New Year's Eve, but New Years day. She has no idea, nor does Rob (they would killed me), and while cooking onions and celery I looked at a beautiful little stalk and munched on it. I'm a HUGE, HUGE fan of V8/tomato juice and thought, wow would they go well. Then thought about why a Bloody Mary is served with a stalk of celery (I've never had a Bloody Mary). So funny you mention it Leah!
I was on the phone with Cece while trying to make chocolate cupcakes for New Years day. The story is stupid funny. I'll be back to tell it! Until then, you guys are the best. I love you all so very, very much. Thank you for your friendship, love, support, humor, and this blog. With all my heart...
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
XO TO ONE AND ALL!
BLOTTIE!
ahhh..... i love little slices of pink pie....
Zack you wise-ass!
Happy New Year, everybody!!
IV ~ would you like that with coffee or tea?
Leah ~ Yup!
Kooka ~ Right back atcha. Is atcha a word?
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