Saturday, May 24, 2008

Well-rested and ready to rumble

Last night, my husband and I went out to dinner, where we ate and drank delicious food (seared scallops and shrimp risotto) and then went to the ballet where we watched extraordinary fit young people dance around wearing very little clothing--and found ourselves regretting the risotto, not to mention the roll before dinner and the three glasses of wine.

Sobbing with remorse over our carb-ridden, exercise-free bodies, we drove off in a cab to our friends' condo, where we drowned our sorrows in another glass of wine.

Shortly afterwards I went to bed, to sleep the sleep of the unjust. And woke up this morning--I don't know the time--with one thought on my mind: I DON'T HAVE TO GET UP. So I went back to sleep.

And didn't wake up until 10:30. Whereupon I woke up and starting clicking around my laptop. Only to see something both weird and funny. I'm drafting a response.

Tune in tomorrow when I kick big porn star butt.


  1. Didn't the roll before dinner burn some calories?

  2. I was about to ask the same darn thing. :)

  3. Well is it kick the big butt of a porn star, kick the butt of a big porn star, or do a big kick at a porn star's butt?

    Or do you just mean Kim Kardasian or whatever her name is?

  4. Oh I'm so jealous of your night...and morning!! Sounds wonderful!!

    And now I'm curious about the whole kicking of a porn stars butt...I'll definitely be tuning in for it!!


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