Tuesday, November 11, 2008

She's So Deep, Man...

Minds out of the gutter, people. (Geez...I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I?)

(Snickers)

My friends have often referred to me as the “deep thinker” of the bunch. I do not know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. What I DO know is that I don’t sleep well as a direct result of it.

This is an indirect way of saying that my muddled brain never truly shuts down. Oh, sure…we go through the motions of pressing the “shut down” key….and it says it’s shutting down, but it’s NOT. At best, it is merely re-booting…and will resume its musings several hours into the night.

It’s gotten to the point where I keep a pad and pencil on the nightstand to record my musings, if for no other reason than to get them out of my head. Of course, half the time I cannot read what I’ve written the next morning, but hey…I’m writing in the dark, so it’s a crapshoot.

Here’s a sample of my list:

  • Fax Doohabh! (I’ve no idea…anyone?)
  • Cloudy Bay in Naples? (This one’s self-explanatory)
  • Pump & Pour! (No more no fizzy drinks? Must've been an infomercial)
  • Whatever happened to "The Riches"?
  • Google “hot feet”
  • Margarete's (of KABOOM fame) book!

Ah, yes! My good friend Margarete has written a book. An actual honest-to-God, you-can-buy-it-on-Amazon book, people! It’s entitled Beyond Breathing and it’s available here. She told me that 65% of net proceeds go directly back to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. Way to go, Margarete! I have not only ordered my copy from Amazon.com, but have also been the very first to comment on the book at said site, which basically means I’m clinging to her celebrityhood for all it’s worth. She’s autographing my copy of the book on the 22nd, when we’re meeting face-to-face for the first time since the Luau (KABOOM). How much time do you suppose we’ll need to catch up on our her unbelievably busy life? You’ll have to double whatever your estimate is, as we’re planning on hitting Sephora during our foray as well. We live BIG DREAMS, Margarete and I.

WE WANT IT ALL.

WE WANT DA BESTSELLING BOOK.

WE WANT DA BEST MARTINI/MANHATTAN/MARGARITA THAT MONEY CAN BUY.

WE WANT DA TASTIEST SEAFOOD THIS SIDE OF THE ATLANTIC...AND WE WANT IT SO FRESH, IT’S STILL WAVING GOODBYE TO IT’S LITTLE SEA-FRIENDS AS IT’S BEING PLACED ON OUR TABLE.

AND….WE WANT ALL OF THE ABOVE WHILST NOT ONLY LOOKING FREAKIN’ FABULOUS…BUT SMELLING SO GOOD YOU CANNOT DECIDE IF YOU’D RATHER DRINK, BATHE IN, OR JUST PLAIN SWALLOW US WHOLE.

….and seeing that we’re so freakin’ fabulous to begin with, we probably won’t be available for any of the above options….but ya never know. If you’re really lucky, we might just let you inhale some of our magicallydeliciousaroma as we breeze past you and out the door….

…because that’s just the kind of wonderful, giving people that we are....

You’re welcome.

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