I have a thing. It’s a new thing. It’s such a great big thing that it deserves capitalization to be denoted as a New Thing. Part of me wants to make people guess but then I know I’d end up with things like:
You finally had that sex change operation?
The FBI relocation program has finally sold you out?
You’re going to seriously consider becoming a roadie with a magician?
Your parole is up.
None of those would be true. But I do have a new thing! It’s a really cool thing! It’s just that I can’t talk about it until Tuesday. In the meantime, did I forget anyone’s birthday? Did you ever find your wallet? I know you were looking for it. Oh, have you seen Slumdog Millionaire? Yowza with the awesomeness! (Somewhere my creative writing teacher is dying a thousand deaths. If you clap for her like you would for Tinkerbell maybe she’ll come back to life.) Would you consider purchasing these BitterSweets for your loved one this Valentine’s Day? What did you think of the Grammy Awards? Isn’t M.I.A. just a hot mess waiting to happen?
I can say something about this soon. It’s a really cool thing. Do you want to hit me yet? Don’t please. It’s terrible that I can’t even give you a useless clue. Oh! Remember the game Clue? Anyway, be patient. You’ll like it. It’s mmm minty.
This was mean.
Yes, but aren’t you glad my parole is up? Oooohh, pobrecito Maria! Lo siento!
*grumbles*
Mrs. Peacock with the pistol in the conservatory!
It’s a thing. It’s a new thing. It’s a BIG THING.
Is it purple and in the night stand next to your bed?
Hmmm…it’s a book deal. Or a collaboration among yourself and your other literary offspring.
It’s Colonel Mustard in the Billiard Room with the revolver.
I suck at Clue.
At least you only left us hanging for one day. Posting this any earlier would have just been cruel.
you’re so transparent. it’s obvious that your trained poodle act has gone semi-pro. congratulations. can’t wait to see you (and fifi and max and bella and heinrich and that fifth one whose name i always forget) when you come through my area on the county fair circuit.
Darn, I was totally going to vote for the whole magician’s assistant thing. You’d be so totally hot dressed in spandex and feathers while getting sawn in half
*hubba*hubba*
It’s Tuesday somewhere.
I watched the entire thing and actually it was better than in years past. Duffy and Adele…where have they been hiding? Estelle and “American Girl” looooooved it. Sugarland…who are they, liked the female lead. Loved MIA and her cohorts, but she was a hot big ol’ belly mess. Why were Boys II Men relagated to the background? I mean Motown Philly. Did you peep how they snuck that Keith Urban into so many performances? I think I like him. Jamie Foxx tickles me….I have more but I’ll keep em to myself.
Is it green and mint flavored and in the night stand next to your bed?
It is a new minty mocha momma drink at Starbucks?
I love new things.
Is this about the baby again?
It’s a baby. Yes. Miss Britt guessed it.
See how I’m just screwing with y’all? Someone should take me out back for a good ass whuppin’.
Is it a baby? Yeah! Or is it Strawberry Shortcake friend, Minty something?
Kidding –
BTW Slumdog Millionaire is one of the best movies I have seen in a long time. Very inspiring done so well.
Anita
Well I know, nada about anything minty fresh so I am going to talk about M.I.A… and how I wish she really got to sing her song instead of having to perform with those four delightful artists.
Whatisitwhatisitwhatisit????!!!
Now I don’t feel so bad about saying you were having Obama’s baby.
It’s Tuesday! An otherwise crappy day made a bit lighter by Mocha Momma’s Big News ™
Tuesday has arrived!
Yes, yes! It’s Tuesday!
I’m almost ready!
There’s all the backstage stuff of remembering to stretch and finding my lipstick before coming out from behind the curtains. It’s cuh-razy back here.
Waiting. Waiting. Glad it’s good, whatever it is. Love…