Nov 22 2007
Back To the Liquor Store
I could be really sappy and saccharine sweet here and tell you about how grateful I am for my wonderful family and my friends. How I am so appreciative of the recovery Shortman is making from his surgery yesterday and that there are doctors like his oral surgeon in the world. A doctor who kindly called last night to see how he was doing and laughed with me over my attempts to change his gauze. (I’ve never even met this man.)
I could wax poetic about how blogging has brought me into a warm, comforting (if mostly virtual) community of like-minded, funny individuals like yourselves, people I would not hesitate to invite into my home and ply with wine (or sparkling apple juice for all of you pregnant ones out there).
I could write long paragraphs about how thankful I am to have my beautiful home and my job from hell exciting career and the opportunity to be a woman in today’s modern world who has all of these options rather than being told who I was allowed to marry and what I had to do once I married them.
I could go on and on about all of this and more. But right now? I’m praising my lucky stars that it was Mr. Hot who dropped the $25 bottle of vodka onto the floor of the garage and watched it shatter into a million pieces and not my clumsy ass. Because, y’know, that would have been so damned predictable if it had been me.
—- Seriously’all? Thank you. Thank you for being part of my community. Thank you for your kind and comforting words and thoughts. Thank you for making me laugh, or cry, or simply think on a daily basis. For everyone who stops by my little piece of the blogosphere, thank you. —-
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I’m glad Shortman is doing well.
Not so well for Mr Hot … but hey, just get another, mix a few, and ya’all will forget about it.
Think of it as perfume for the garage =)
Wishing you and yours a peaceful, joyful Thanksgiving.
Awww…you still ended on a sweet note. I got all warm and fussy inside
I’m glad Shortman is making a speedy recovery *and* that it wasn’t you who dropped that pesky bottle on the garage floor.
Have a lovely Thanksgiving!
Heidi
Yay for a speedy recovery and a caring dental surgeon!
If we smash unopened bottles up here in Canuckland, the liquor store will accept the top (still attached to the remnants of the bottle) and replace it.
Yay for that.
Happy Thanksgiving!
and I would so be in tears over lost vodka.
Would it be totally bitchy that a little part of me is hoping that maybe a little tiny shard of $25 vodka bottle will stay on the ground and early next summer create a tiny, harmless, but bleeds-like-a-son-of-a-bitch cut on someone’s foot so I can hear another hysterically self deprecating post about wussiness n the face of the physical trauma of others?
Yeah, I know, bitchy, but damn Hotfessional, you kill me with some of these posts.
Happy vodka sipping.
Happy Thanksgiving Hot - glad to have “met” you. :>
No kidding!I love it when Brad does stuff like that because it makes me look sooo much better when I do it.
Likewise, Mrs. Hot. Happy Turkey Day!
thanks, and right back atcha.
Namaste.
Was the $25 vodka supposed to be for you and Mr. Hot or to aid Shortman’s recovery?
I would have cried over that loss.
Hope your day was otherwise peaceful.
Awwwwwwwww! I’ma cry.
Ok, not really. (My hormones must be low today.)
But thank you just the same!