February 18, 2010

Party Poopers

Once I again I completely spaced on telling you I would be at Five Full Plates on Tuesday. I am spacing on a lot of things these days. I am about to achieve cadet status. I hope cadet status comes with a cunning little hat.

SO, if you want to hear me say ethically questionable and possibly inflammatory things about my hate/hate relationship with medication, you can make the clickies here. The title of the entry was “Attack of the Creepy Night Puddings,” and I really thought I had the best title for the week until I saw the one on Jill’s post. She named hers, “Do You Poop Out at Parties.” I initially thought it was going to be a post about how some people can poop anywhere (even at parties!) and how some can only poop alone at home when all other residents are at least five miles away. Heh. I was quite relieved to see it was actually about energy loss and vitamin supplements.

My favorite PLATES moment so far happened today, when Kira posted this GREAT, SOLIDARITY, POWER NOW post about virtue and follow through and determination and doing things correctly and how the hard way is hard but works and is good in its good heart, and my Biffle from the way back back, Lydia, responded by saying, "You and your logic and reason! PSHAW! If I could drink a big cup of poison that would kill my frontal lobe, melt my liver into a fire truck, and cause me to forget my family, I would probably drink it! If it meant I didn’t have to slog through diet and exercise to get thin. Regrettable, but true."

HA! I JUST love her.

And as for that big old cup of poison? My only question is, does it come in fat free chocolate flavor?

Do not forget that you have bare minutes, only until MIDNIGHT TONIGHT to give yourself wholly over to the merciless attentions of the Random Number Generator to win Lori Lansens completely great book, THE WIFE'S TALE.

Posted by joshilyn at February 18, 2010 3:53 PM
Comments

SO many people thought that entry was going to be about poop, myself included. It was a rather amusing miscommunication ;)

Posted by: Heather at February 18, 2010 8:02 PM

I actually DO get tired at every party or gathering I go to (Too many people! Forced to be , ugh, SOCIAL!), so I read it with the non-actual-poop meaning. But your interpretation was so much funnier.

Posted by: Brigitte at February 19, 2010 7:19 AM

I instantly flashed back to an image of Lucille Ball, drunk on VitaMeataVegaMin. "Do you pop out at parties? Are you unpoopular?"

Posted by: JMixx at February 19, 2010 9:17 AM

I immediately looked for video of I Love Lucy to watch that episode when I saw the title. :) I absolutely love "Do you pop out at parties?" It is one of my favorite episodes, and I was glad of the reminder to watch it. (It was the first time my hubby had seen it all the way through, too, which was an added bonus of the reminder.)

Posted by: jess at February 20, 2010 1:15 AM