Holy crap, I can’t believe it’s Monday – thank goodness I’ve been tagged by my bloggy friend, Jill for a Virtual Cocktail Party! – what better time for a meme!?!?
Hey, c’mon now – I don’t typically do memes, just consider yourself lucky, m’kay – you could be reading about boring things…like:
* How it’s 60 degrees out – hey…you…yeah, you…bloggers of the midwest…I’ll trade you a couple of degrees for some snow.
* It’s still raining.
* So, the mold spores are multiplying.
* Which means the sneezes are flying, sinuses are blocking, noses are crusting and the kids aren’t sleeping.
* Mommy’s cranking, daddy’s fretting, workshirts are missing.
* Among loads of dirty laundry (no doubt) and various other snot-filled ramblings of my rockstar life.
[SNORT]
What exactly is this Virtual Cocktail Party?
According to Jill of Silicon Valley Mom Blogs, this meme requires that you tell five things about yourself that your readers might not know about you and tag five other bloggers to do the same.
Okay, here it goes…..
[Mom, you might want to right click and mouse on over to some other site or risk being stained by my slightly tarnished halo.]
Virtual Truth #1 – I used to work for a chemical company (yes, in New Jersey…shuddup!) and spend very long hours as a mild-mannered customer service representative…by day. But, would don black spandex, dance, tend bar and fight the never-ending battle of being hit on by men who dodge truth, justice and are used to getting their way…all night.
Although the tips were good (most of the time) and about the time I was getting tired of all the late nights and being hit on by customers (did I mention it was dark and alcohol was involved?) the owner suggested that I, “…be a little nicer to the customers,” and should, “…perhaps wear something a little tighter.”
So, I showed him exactly how form-fitting spandex is, suggested he “BITE ME” and then I quit. (Did I mention it was my best friend’s dad!?!)
[Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Mom!]
Virtual Truth #2 – My husband and I met on a blind date (arranged by a co-worker…no, NOT at the bar!) after finally agreeing to call me just to get his sister “off his back!” It was to see the movie “Dead Poet’s Society” which didn’t turn out to be the best choice for a first date, on his part (did I mention I cry at movies) because, I sobbed like a baby.
Where other men would have run screaming the other way (or stuffed a hot dog in my mouth, before stiffing me with the bill) he handed me his handkerchief (yeah, I know…afterall, it was almost the 90’s and who frickin’ carried one of those, anyway!?!)
I wiped the mascara off my face, blew my nose and gave it back to him with a [snotty honk] thank you and a wet kiss…on his cheek.
2 months later, we were engaged.
Virtual Truth #3 – Although they are my most favorite band, EVUH, and my husband works with Richie Sambora’s cousin – I have never been to a Bon Jovi concert!
[hint and nod to Stacie, Hubby, Beuhler…anybody?]
Virtual Truth #4 – I have terrible bouts of deja vu and have this annoying habit of constantly asking people, “Did I already tell you this?”
I seem to have passed this trait along to my oldest daughter, who insists on scaring me half to death and screaming out, “OMG…I dreamed about this last night,” (or) “I know exactly what you are going to say next!”
Virtual Truth #5 – Although my husband and Kate already know this, I have a huge crush on Mike Rowe and would love it if he would come over to This Full House, of massive mold stains and killer dust bunnies, AND CLEAN MY GARAGE – go ahead, I double-dog dare you!
It’s a dirty job – trust me, I know! – but, I better tag five bloggers now, else I think your eyes will cross and my hair will fault out…or, something:
Mir – I mean, Lord knows her posts are longer much more interesting and the poor woman could use another link.
Philip – Because ‘ole Slotho’s blog is Magnificent!
Michele – Knows the value of a good meme, no matter how bad.
Susan – Because, you see, I’ve got this secret crush on the Friday Playdate…I guess…not so secret anymore, huh?
Lizbeth – Um…well, ya’ll can blame her…it’s her fault I’m blogging in the first place!
And if you guys do come over to read this – what, you still here? – then, bless you.
Because it’s Monday…lucky for you a comment would do just fine and pretty much make my day…thank you!…since I’m feeling sorta a cruddy…
[SNORT]
Or, did I already tell you this?
Comments
33 responses to “A Virtual Cocktail Party – Sounds Good To MeMe!”
You’re so cute.
I’m in. I’m always in for a cocktail party . . .
You’re so cute.
I’m in. I’m always in for a cocktail party . . .
You’re so cute.
I’m in. I’m always in for a cocktail party . . .
I had no idea you were so famous. Richie Sambora? I was more into Def Leppard myself but nonetheless I’m impressed.
And though I never cry in movies, I sobbed through Dead Poet’s Society. Well at least the first four times I saw it, then I had myself under control.
I had no idea you were so famous. Richie Sambora? I was more into Def Leppard myself but nonetheless I’m impressed.
And though I never cry in movies, I sobbed through Dead Poet’s Society. Well at least the first four times I saw it, then I had myself under control.
I had no idea you were so famous. Richie Sambora? I was more into Def Leppard myself but nonetheless I’m impressed.
And though I never cry in movies, I sobbed through Dead Poet’s Society. Well at least the first four times I saw it, then I had myself under control.
You know how stupid I am? I’m so stupid I didn’t pick up that the “Michele” you were tagging was me. Duh. Hello McFly?
I guess my only excuse is that my kids are finally back in school and my brain has yet to engage.
At least I picked it up eventually 🙂
You know how stupid I am? I’m so stupid I didn’t pick up that the “Michele” you were tagging was me. Duh. Hello McFly?
I guess my only excuse is that my kids are finally back in school and my brain has yet to engage.
At least I picked it up eventually 🙂
You know how stupid I am? I’m so stupid I didn’t pick up that the “Michele” you were tagging was me. Duh. Hello McFly?
I guess my only excuse is that my kids are finally back in school and my brain has yet to engage.
At least I picked it up eventually 🙂
Puhleeze, Michele – you are so NOT – have you noticed how my posts start out regular (for lack of a better word, because I AM A DUMBASS!) and end in italics…what’s up with that!?!
Blog titles would have helped – so, here ya’ go:
1. Woulda Coulda Shoulda
2. The Blue Sloth
3. Scribbit (chimed in because she IS beautiful, like that)
4. Friday Playdate (ditto)
5. Mom and pop Culture
Check ’em out!
Puhleeze, Michele – you are so NOT – have you noticed how my posts start out regular (for lack of a better word, because I AM A DUMBASS!) and end in italics…what’s up with that!?!
Blog titles would have helped – so, here ya’ go:
1. Woulda Coulda Shoulda
2. The Blue Sloth
3. Scribbit (chimed in because she IS beautiful, like that)
4. Friday Playdate (ditto)
5. Mom and pop Culture
Check ’em out!
Puhleeze, Michele – you are so NOT – have you noticed how my posts start out regular (for lack of a better word, because I AM A DUMBASS!) and end in italics…what’s up with that!?!
Blog titles would have helped – so, here ya’ go:
1. Woulda Coulda Shoulda
2. The Blue Sloth
3. Scribbit (chimed in because she IS beautiful, like that)
4. Friday Playdate (ditto)
5. Mom and pop Culture
Check ’em out!
Did someone mention cocktails?? Can I come too? I’ll bring cookies!
Did someone mention cocktails?? Can I come too? I’ll bring cookies!
Did someone mention cocktails?? Can I come too? I’ll bring cookies!
Are you implying that I’m long-winded? I resemble that remark, you know.
Are you implying that I’m long-winded? I resemble that remark, you know.
Are you implying that I’m long-winded? I resemble that remark, you know.
Hey, Michelle of Scribbit – check it out! – I fixed the italics, thingie…see, I guess I’m not such a Dumas, huh!?!
DON’T ANSWER THAT!
Mir – Holy crap, you came…you really, really came!?!
Hey, Michelle of Scribbit – check it out! – I fixed the italics, thingie…see, I guess I’m not such a Dumas, huh!?!
DON’T ANSWER THAT!
Mir – Holy crap, you came…you really, really came!?!
Hey, Michelle of Scribbit – check it out! – I fixed the italics, thingie…see, I guess I’m not such a Dumas, huh!?!
DON’T ANSWER THAT!
Mir – Holy crap, you came…you really, really came!?!
Seriously, who isn’t half in love with Mike Rowe?? I know I am. Can’t get enough of that dirty, dirty man.
Seriously, who isn’t half in love with Mike Rowe?? I know I am. Can’t get enough of that dirty, dirty man.
Seriously, who isn’t half in love with Mike Rowe?? I know I am. Can’t get enough of that dirty, dirty man.
Hot damn, a cocktail party! I’m in!
Hot damn, a cocktail party! I’m in!
Hot damn, a cocktail party! I’m in!