I will be seeing my Irishman. And it can’t come soon enough!
Jane Wonder, as aforementioned, is joining me in Vegas. See her post here about the The Set Up. Jane is single, as you all know. So happens that my Irishman has a single friend as well. Friend of Irishman finds Jane attractive, because well, he’s not dumb. So while I’m busy with my Irishman doing … um, things, maybe Jane and Friend will find things to do of their own.
I received the new bathing suit in the mail this weekend. I promptly tried it on. It’s not … awful. It’s not perfect but it’s not awful. My boobs look good so hopefully no one will notice my large hips. ShaNaNa is coming over tonight to give me her opinion. Which is, as always, incredibly truthful. If it looks awful, I will know tonight.
I leave in two days to see My Irishman. *insert perma-grin and happy dance* TWO DAYS!! Ohhh Jane and I are going to kick some major Vegas ass. There will be booze, a fabulous hotel, booze, bars, booze, music, and maybe… ummmm…. booze. And Irish music, dancing and booze. YAY!
I had drinks yesterday with the man I wrote about last week. He is bald. *grin* With a goatee. And I dig it. He is nice, and sweet, and has a great laugh. I wonder if I will go out with him again, cuz yes, he did ask. Hmmm … Nothing I am thinking about right now.
Interesting thought – Irishman knows not of my blog. Therefore, Irishman knows not of Jane Wonder’s blog. Therefore, Irishman wonders how Jane and I are friends. Theories are currently being accepted.
I do not like Wingman’s ex-wife.
Random Esquire is, in my very smart opinion, kick ass. I received an AWESOME book this weekend, from RE. “Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea” is the title. I had to literally stop myself from reading it because it is a long 4.5 hour flight to Vegas, and if I don’t have something to do I’ll end up in the cockpit bugging the pilots to fly faster. Which, would get me arrested probably and that’d be bad. Thank you RE, you are truly one of a kind. *SMOOCH*
I broke my toenail. My perfectly french-manicured toenail. I’m so pissed. I promptly texted my friend who does my nails, she is meeting me tomorrow at 4.30pm to fix it. Ugh. While I realize this probably seems super dumb to most of you, I have a thingabout my nails. I may have tried to explain this before. It is definitely a QTMama thing, but the fact is, if a nail is broken – and no matter if it’s a toe or finger nail – if it’s broken? Anxiety ensues. Mucho.
TWO DAYS PEOPLE. TWO DAYS!!
June 30, 2008 at 4:15 pm
I have read the book, and loved it!!! I agree, hard to put down… Enjoy your time, like I told Jane wonder.. paint the town red…and maybe you should paint the irishman red too! As far as your friendship.. tell him your grandparents homes were on the same block and you grew up knowing each other etc. , or that one of your cousins introduced the two of you and you would see eachother at a family reunion or what have you… whatever the story HAVE A GREAT TIME!!!
July 1, 2008 at 2:35 am
WooHoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What a great friend you are to JW…
As for the friendship….how about once upon a time you were ‘penpals’…that wouldn’t be lying exactly…now would it! 
July 1, 2008 at 12:02 pm
Tell him that you’re both bisexual and former lovers and watch him raise his eyebrow.
Dick is a shit eater.
Just how long are your toenails that you would be able to um.. break one? I know you have a french pedicure but now i picture them being like dog nails.
July 1, 2008 at 12:16 pm
Hi, beautiful! Glad you like the book – er, or that you will.
It seemed fitting for the summer.
I burst out laughing when I read about how you need a theory on how you and Jane met. Honestly, I think the question may never arise. Especially if you say something like, “We were on the phone last week…” which makes you sound like normal people.
In as much as you two can sound normal, of course.
As for Dick: This is a man who can not tell the difference between a routine and a woman, attention and love, contentment and joy. I’d kindly suggest he shove it up his balloon knot.
Sincerely,
R.
July 1, 2008 at 1:33 pm
BATS – dog nails? *laugh* I think not. Actually when your daughter backs up her Big Wheel over your toe then continually tries to pedal forward, it can in fact mess up your pedicure.
I love the book RE! Can’t wait to start reading it! Er, again.