Friday, June 19, 2009

Morgan Freeman gives me the creeps, and other stories

• It continues to rain in an Old Testament fashion. Speaking of that, have you ever noticed that the ceiling of a Gothic church looks like the hull of a frigate? I noticed this again last Sunday. A few more days of rain, and I'm heading to church, where I'll barricade myself and wait for a tidal wave to flip the church over, a la The Poseidon Adventure.

(In this remake, the Shelley Winters part will be played by Poppy Buxom.)

Then I'll sail that mother to Boston in time for the Tall Ships parade. You read it here first.

In the meantime, river, stay away from my new deck cushions.

• Speaking of new deck cushions, I've become obsessed with interior decoration. Obsessed. I think it's because I've finally finished my yard, and there's not a whole lot I can do with my children during summer vacation. Right now they're both lying around being fallow. Which means it's time to think about ... drumroll ... window treatments! Because not even Scarlet's best frenemy Melanie would consent to wear a dress made out of this fabric:

Yes, my living room walls are pink.

• I claim to be obsessed with interior decorating. But who knows whether I'm telling the truth? You will if you're coming to BlogHer. Because if you're reading this, and you're going to BlogHer 2009, you might be interested in coming to my cocktail party on Saturday, July 25.

Now, I don't want to start any Mommyblogging wars, but this party is not corporate sponsored, it's Poppy Buxom sponsored. It also takes place not in a hotel ballroom, but at my apartment, which is conveniently located four blocks from the Sheraton. And I don't let just anyone put out cigarettes on my floor, so I'm not inviting everyone. Just everyone who ever left a comment or went to BlissDom09 or reads Mamarazzi or is a fellow BlogHer Beauty Hacker or follows me on Twitter. I'll be sending out e-vites, so if you're interested, leave me a comment or shoot me an email.

Party! Yay!

• And speaking of Mamarazzi, which I kind of was up there, if you haven't heard about Morgan Freeman and his step-granddaughter, waste no time and check out my latest Mamarazzi entry. In a word: ew.


  1. I am a fellow Blissdom attendee and since I thought you were fabulous and delightful I would love to come if you'll have me.

  2. Ugh! I took a class with Freeman's wife in college and she was an amazing woman. But no one deserves that. Ugh again.

  3. Um, please? Yes, I would love an invitation.

    I am a faithful Mamarazzi reader. I've even been known to stop over here occasionally. ;-)

  4. Will there be Vodka? Cake?

    Wait! don't tell me. I really wish I could go! I'm stuck stupid here.

  5. I never knew about Morgan Freeman and yes, I am totally icked out.

  6. Woo! My heart is beating fast. I'd love to come!

  7. Wow. For the first time ever, I'm wishing I had a ticket to BlogHer. Alas...

  8. The ceiling of a church *is* meant to look like an inverted ship hull. That's why it's called the nave. A poetic name for the church is "ark of salvation."

    Nice to find your blogs, via Julie Zick.

    - SylvanB,
    repository of vast amounts of church trivia

  9. Put me on the list, please! You are coming to my party on Friday.

  10. OMG I just read about the Morgan Freeman thing - just icky! There is no other word is there? Btw love your blog and I'm just adding you to my blogroll xx

  11. I'm way behind on blog reading, but if Poppy is having a party, I HAVE TO BE THERE!

    As long as we can talk about people we don't like! ;)

  12. Ohhhh, memememememe! Can I PLEASE come to your party?!

    I just really want to sit on your lobster cushion.

    Which totally sounds freaky now that I reread it...


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