I baked three gingerbread cookies from a pre-made mix, which said clearly, "Do not consume raw cookie dough", but I decided they didn't know what they were
talking about
and did it anyway.
I feel great.
Then:
I watched "It's a Charlie Brown Christmas"
and took a nap.
If my life gets any more exciting, I don't know what I'm going to do.
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I have not laughed this hard in I don't know when. You're so great, I just totally adore you.
ReplyDeleteWas it that big tub of dough? I've already gone through a couple of the sugar cookie kind.
Did you make that collage? Or did that come from a pre-made mix too?
Polly,
ReplyDeleteSometimes I measure things with boobs. Let me explain: if I put both my boobs together, and even though I haven't seen your boobs, I think that the tub of gingerbread cookie dough would be bigger still, then both, er, all four of our chi chis put together.
That meant a lot to me for you to say that- I adore you too! Very much.
You know, it's a funny thing but I never expected to connect like I have through blogging. I never would have known you.
You are a treasure.
(Naw, pic was pre-made too.)
And by the way, I made dinner night before last, a tuna steak and sun dried tomatos- which was a big mess and I thought to myself- I bet Polly would not have screwed this up!
Hi Marilisa
ReplyDeleteYou are too funny! I liked your quotes about being thankful by the way.
Rhondi
Thank you for posting something new so I don't have to look at the dead chick anymore
ReplyDeleteAsk your chiropractor for a home electric stim machine, and it'll be xmas every day! ;)
You are welcome, Chloe.
ReplyDeleteEVERYONE: go to Chloe's blog and find out how she intends to be in a good mood all year long, Christmas being no exception.
http://fortunecookiesandmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-early-christmas-for-chloe.html
You cute little freak, you. :)
Rhondi,
ReplyDeleteAww, thanks.
I'm so glad you stopped by. Occasionally I talk about how to effectively make money and grow a business- don't get used to this cookie dough thing, k?
My next post is: "How to Spot a Multimillion Dollar Opportunity and Execute It".
Yeah, connecting through blogging was an unexpected plus for me too. I sincerely hope I get to meet you in person one day.
ReplyDeleteI need to just second Chloe's comment about the dead chick. I haven't been able to comment on that post because I'm so totally creeped out by it.
Boobs are not my asset, I have to say. It all went to my arse. Which sort of makes up for it, depending on your taste.
Sounds like a busy day! I've done less than that! I don't know what's gotten into me but I am content!
ReplyDeletePolly and All Who Were Creeped Out by the Dead Chick:
ReplyDeleteSorry about that. I thought it was so cool, but I'm weird and it totally slipped my mind.
Polly, I'm sure I'll meet you. I'd just bet. That'll be SO fun.
I have some headlights but I definitely have junk in my trunk too, Polly.
Do you know women actually buy pads to get what we've got?
Pinch us we'll scream, that's what we'll do. Nothin' fake here.
RNSANE,
ReplyDeleteSounds like you and I are on the same page.
I figured it out. I had a lovely cup of coffee with my chocolate cake at the Christmas party.
I knew I shouldn't have done that. Paid for it all the next day by being so tired, it felt like someone sucked all my energy out with a straw.
I took a Tylenol P.M. to sleep- it's such a trade off. I slept but drug booty all the next day.
I would've called that "a perfect holiday-day." Raw cookie dough, Charlie Brown (that blockhead) and naps. Naps are underrated. You could've spent the whole day breaking rocks in the Sahara Desert for 10 cents an hour, y'know. That would be less exciting...
ReplyDeleteOh, and I would like to add that, while I'm cool with dead chicks, all this talk of boobs and butts is creeping me out royally. That being said, I would like to echo Polly's sentiment. Reading you makes me smile every time. I don't think I say that enough. I just watched "A Charlie Brown Christmas" this evening, and I thought of you. Heh heh, I wonder if you laugh at the same parts I do?
ReplyDeleteAnd you saw some cool Christmas lights last weekend! :)
ReplyDeleteI now have an image stuck in my head of 4 boobs made of cookie dough.
ReplyDeleteMind you, it's not an unpleasant image...
Kim - How about chocolate chips for nipples?
ReplyDeleteHey, maybe that's what you could give your wife for Christmas! Who doesn't love a couple pairs of cookie boobs?
I see yours is all glamour just like mine is!!!! Happy holidays!
ReplyDeletePostman,
ReplyDelete"Reading you makes me smile every time. I don't think I say that enough. I just watched "A Charlie Brown Christmas" this evening, and I thought of you. Heh heh, I wonder if you laugh at the same parts I do?"
How utterly sweet of you to say so. That I make you smile.
When I write, I just plop it out there- what's on my mind. I honestly do not know how people feel about it unless they tell me. I so appreciate you sharing that.
Here's my favorite parts of Charlie Brown:
Remember when Lucy says, "I never get what I really want."
Linus: "What do you really want?"
Lucy: "Real estate."
As a child, I never could understand that. As an entrepreneur, now I get it.
And, remember when Charlie Brown's sister asks to just send tens and twenties?
"All I want is what I have coming to me. All I want is my fair share."
My favorite part is when they go and pick out the tree at night in the snow. I used to always pick out my tree at night because of that.
And how, at the end, they all sing around the tree and the snow starts to fall? Awww, I love that!
"A",
ReplyDeleteI know! I'm still a little bummed we didn't go again Friday night.
Kim,
ReplyDeleteIt looks as if you and Polly can start a cookie boob business together.
But I'm an entrepreneur. I gave you the idea, therefore, my take is ten to fifteen percent, depending on the market.
Chocolate Chip Cookie Boobs all around! Merry nasty Christmas, one and all!
(There actually is a business like this in Dallas, who's specialty is adult candy. You can purchase more traditional items, but they've made their money in kinky candy. Think various body parts on a stick made of chocolate. There you have it.)
Julie,
ReplyDeleteOh yeah. Glamour as far as the eye can see.
Happy Holidays to you too. :)
Yep, we laugh at the same bits. That singing bit at the end gets me every time. And I figured you'd identify with Lucy's real-estate fixation. Me, I identify with the whole Snoopy-dancing-on-Schroeder's-piano-and-ticking-him-off-and-then-slinking-away-red-faced thing.
ReplyDeleteYou're quite welcome. I try.