Pamalama Got Drunk and it didn’t take much January 31 2005
So my little sister came to visit this weekend and we decided to have a couple of drinks that evening….well…you can see how the evening progressed….
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And on sunday.
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Also on sunday was a birthday…Brendan’s. So with 4 hours sleep and a bottle of wine behind me I roasted a chicken…baked a cake (from scratch of course). Filled the cake (chocolate whipped cream) iced a cake (blue blue butter cream icing) and got it all on the table but 7pm (shoulda been 6 but hey…did I mention I was exhausted!)
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Did I run?
No.
I did however go out for coffee on Saturday afternoon and some guy HIT ON ME!
Even my lezzie sister noticed. I mean sure…he wasn’t exactly attractive? I mean…yeah he was wearing high top nike basketball shoes and tight black jeans…but still he thought I was hot….or at least not dead…and clearly not married. Anyway..it doesn’t matter…I skipped home to tell Chris all about it. Well I told him he was HOT and owned a bar (instead of sooooo not hot and FREQUENTS a bar) . Oh yeah…he might’ve hid it welll (REALLY well) but he was jealous.
So today I am re-rested and totally running tonight.
A man could kiss me right in front of Mr. JuJu and I’m not sure he’d be jealous. Men. Humph. So did you have a drink for me??
Oh, BTW…tried to jog yesterday after a long time and uhm…baby said, “NO WAY MOTHER.”
Is it wrong that I’m jealous? I’d love to be hit on by an ugly drunk.
Oh my. Let me say good job on getting hit on. And you are hittable, Pam, so don’t go getting down on yourself even if the guy was not so attractive. All the nice guys are too polite to do it. And maybe they are sober enough to know you’re married too.
And let me also say thankyou so damn much for putting up a picture of a yummy chocolate cake right before lunch! Arrgh!!
You and your sister have the same eyes. Maybe they are both drunk eyes, but the same eyes just the same.
Ditto the cake comments. Is there any desert less hyped than plain old cake and frosting? Man. One of my weaknesses. The others being pretty much anything tasty.
Good luck on the night’s run. Sometimes a break is the best training there is.
that cake looks so very delish! Good job on being hit on by ugly drunk guy but it’s still a nonetheless.
Cheers! Here’s to getting hit on. Married or not I hope it happens (at least occasionaly) til the day I die…lol. Thankfully hubby is not the jealous type, he likes it, just reaffirms to him he made the right choice when he hit on me.
So now the single fellows have to ask the question: “Do you have a cute sister”!
the cake looks yummy! Happy Birthday Brendan!
Here’s hoping it was red wine. No, or white. I dunno. Here’s hoping it was yummy.
And I want pictures of that cake!
How fun! And of course he hit on ya’ babe, your SMOKIN’ hot! Woo! And I told MrZ a gas station attendant who hit on me was hot and drove a BMW one time…hehe.
You squeezed alot in between runs! My kiddos would love that blue icing!