Comments: As I Dash Past with a Bucket of Ribbon and a Ham

I *SO* wish I could go and tote along some gal pals! That sounds like so much fun, but alas, I have to go to Madrid that weekend. For work, mind you, so it's not nearly as fun as it sounds (though I imagine I'll be able to sneak in a teeny bit of fun while I'm there...)

Posted by JenA at December 20, 2007 9:24 PM

Speaking as someone who once drank my way through a honkin' big pina colada while touring a spa (on a cruise ship..and I did, in fact, get a pointed look from the tour guide when she was mentioning some kind of treatment to sweat out toxins...I smiled sweetly and took a big rummy slug from my drink) I heartily approve of the drinking through the diet guru's talk plan. :-)

The Scott (aka Saint Scoot...heh) story makes me want to sing "You Don't Mess Around With Jim." Although it actually makes me want to sing "you don't mess around with Scott" which would mean I'd have to come up with a bunch of new rhymes, like "you don't spit into the pot" or "you don't forget your i's to dot" which could be fun or annoying, or both. I'm guessing fun for me, annoying for everyone else.

I need more coffee now.

Posted by DebR at December 21, 2007 6:28 AM

I thought that in a game of pool with a man, you inform them that you aren't wearing panties. I use Jennifer Crusie's books as my info source, specifically Manhunting and Welcome to Temptation. Of course my ass is so big and I play pool so badly, that I don't think I have any advantage at all.

Posted by hollygee at December 21, 2007 8:23 AM

Does that seminar involve low cut shirts and high cut skirts?

Posted by Heather Cook at December 21, 2007 10:14 AM

Which is why he has to read Something Rising, Light and Swift -- or at least the climactic pool showdown.

Posted by rams at December 21, 2007 11:39 AM