My Pal from MA is here. And for the 9943939494 people who emailed me to say, "Did Pal from MA get there?" OH MY GOD, yes, she got here, and let me take five hours out of her visit to email everyone to let them know that. Geez.
Modern technology. Freeing us up not at all.
I got to her hotel, because we are both only children and need our alone time. Even though we have been friends since we are zygotes we know we'd drive each other berserk in my teensy house. After I walked in and we didn't hug, she said, "We need to go get gin."
I have never gotten gin in my life. I mean, I know I sound like some kind of teetotler, over here, and as you all know that has not always been the case, but gin has not been my drink of choice. I much prefer wine or aerosol cans.
In North Carolina, you can't just schlep out to the grocery store to get your gin like in civilized society (i.e., Michigan, where we grew up). No! You have to go to specific liquor stores. And why? Is this going to stop anyone? Alcohol is legal. Why do we have to head on out to a special store like it's clandestine, like we're getting medical marijuana or something?
So I had to go home, Google ABC Liquor Stores, think about which one would be closest to me with my fine sense of geography, decide whether Pal needed rehab, ponder whether to call my friend who works on that show Intervention to see if I could get on there with Pal and finally get my big break, and eventually Pal and I got our so-needing-alcohol-at-this-point patoots in the car to ABC Liquor.
And whoo! Way to go with that creative name, ABC Liquor people! Ima start my OWN liquor stores. You Have No Other Outlet Liquor. Hate Your Life Liquor. You're Drinking a Depressant to Forget You're Depressed Liquor. Said You Weren't Gonna Tonight Yet Here You Are Again Liquor.
Liquor? You Don't Even Know Her.
The liquor store was in a strip mall, but way over in a dark corner, like we were doing something bad. Like we were going to the Little Shop of Pupy Porn or something.
There was a nice sign on the door, written in Spanish, but it showed a silhouette of a woman with a baby inside and we pretty much got the message. They serve baby drinks, apparently. Drinks for the whole family!
Or maybe because the baby was still inside, they serve drinks with folic acid or something, for your baby's health. They should really have that sign in English, too.
Anyway, Pal headed straight to the gin aisle like she had some kind of gin-dar, and then said, "There's no tonic."
"How do you know there's no tonic? We've been in here 16 seconds. I'm looking for the baby drinks."
"I just know. I HATE North Carolina."
"Do you have tonic?" I asked the clerk, who had a delightful eyebrow ring. "No, ma'am. We don't even have vermouth. It doesn't have enough liquor in it."
??
"I HATE NORTH CAROLINA!" Pal screeched. Did I mention she can be screechy?
I drove her to the Indian convenience store near my house, which at this point might as well have been in India, and did I mention we had to be at a dinner at 7:00 with my book club?
"Namaste!" chirped the Indian guy, who might know me too well, seeing as I am often out of the finer things in life such as Spaghetti-Os and toilet paper.
"HAVE YOU GOT TONIC?" screeched Pal.
"Tonic? Like mineral water for health?" I knew he was in trouble.
"I HATE THIS STATE! THIS IS THE STUPIDEST PLACE IN THE WORLD!"
I ushered her out, wondering why she didn't just drink gin straight. Does anyone drink gin straight? You never hear about people doing that. If no one does that, why don't they just put the tonic right in there in the first place? Have I mentioned I am not a fan of gin?
Fortunately for all of North Carolina, tonic was the tonic for Pal at the grocery store, and the screech was tamed. And we were only 39939292 minutes late for book club dinner.
Where Pal had a gin and tonic.
I used to drink gin and tonic when I was younger. I don't know why. Maybe I thought it made me cool? Then I realized it didn't taste very good and I quit.
It turns out that there are many other alcoholic drinks which are delicious, though..
Posted by: Viking Amy in MD | 29 December 2011 at 08:13 AM
But husband & I were also 39939292 minutes late for said dinner, so y'all made us look like we were within socially acceptable limits. So it was a good deed. Also? Totally enjoyed sitting next to Pal.
Posted by: LauraL, who is paying today for last night's steroid-induced bout of feeling OK. Spare lung, anyone? | 29 December 2011 at 08:20 AM
Pine needles! I always consider my vodka tonic a summer time drink. Pal looks like she is worth the screeching. It kills me that she is staying in a hotel! Is she attending the adoption ceremonies tomorrow?
Posted by: Barb from Milwaukee | 29 December 2011 at 08:28 AM
Cooters and gin. It's a partay!
Posted by: Lisa | 29 December 2011 at 08:39 AM
Pal Schwept me away with her mad accessorizing skillz.
Posted by: PJ noticed Pal's bracelet, earrings and scarf for reasons too boring to share. | 29 December 2011 at 08:44 AM
As a fellow only child, I fully support the hotel arrangement.
I think you only drink gin straight if you are doing so from a bag. With your head on the curb.
And June Garden Salad! What the H E double hockey sticks? This was a hilarious post but it almost got overshadowed by that little tidbit of you knowing someone from Intervention! Yesterday, Robert Downey Jr, today Intervention. (Hmm. Kind of a symmetry there.) Keeping all these LA connections a secret. Bah.
Posted by: Just Paula. | 29 December 2011 at 08:44 AM
The Looming Cooter is much larger than I thought.
Posted by: PJ suspects that didn't come out right. | 29 December 2011 at 08:46 AM
Aunt Bessie's Cabin.....the code name for the ABC stores I may have frequented a time or two in VA and NC. Just "Aunt Bessie's" if we were attempting to be really cool.
Love Pal's scarf. The colors and pattern are beautiful.
Posted by: Karen, the VA lurker | 29 December 2011 at 08:47 AM
There is (or at least there was when I was last there) a store in Glenwood Springs, CO called Beaver Liquors.
You're welcome.
Posted by: Shannon River | 29 December 2011 at 08:50 AM
Glad (?) Pal finally got her gin. I, too, used to enjoy gin and tonics, but only if I was out at a whoop-de-doo event. And what is the significance of that first photo? Love the painting. As for yesterday's post? Zzzzzzz. I'm so not a sports fan. (Sorry, Hulk.)
Posted by: Jeanie | 29 December 2011 at 08:51 AM
I like a gin and tonic every now and then. With a slice of lime. Where I live, I can buy the tonic in the grocery store, but must drive to Arkansas (3 blocks away) to get the gin. Well, I would if someone hadn't given me a HUGE bottle of Tanqueray three years ago. Unless someone helps me, I will never run out of gin.
Posted by: Laurie in Texas (eagerly awaiting the arrival of Virgin Merry) | 29 December 2011 at 08:53 AM
If your Spaghetti-O Toilet Paper Indian friend knows you, why did he leave off the Bitch?
Posted by: PJ is admiring the number of funny lines in this post. Lovely post, June. When do we get to see the dogs? Bossy since 1946. | 29 December 2011 at 08:53 AM
LaurelL, hate steroid induced feeling of well-being. You play, you pay. I live it, girl.
Posted by: PJ is admiring the number of funny lines in this post. Lovely post, June. When do we get to see the dogs? Bossy since 1946. | 29 December 2011 at 08:55 AM
If I comb my hair and get out of my pajamas will that security thing get off my case?
Okay. I'm going to work now.
Posted by: PJ is admiring the number of funny lines in this post. Lovely post, June. When do we get to see the dogs? Bossy since 1946. | 29 December 2011 at 08:56 AM
Yay, the two zygotes are back together again! Let the party planning begin.
Posted by: Sadie - June's RAoKs continue. Not only loading Pal up with gin and tonic, but making LauraL look like she was on time for dinner. | 29 December 2011 at 09:05 AM
Heee.
Posted by: Hulk (The first hurricane of the season...) | 29 December 2011 at 09:13 AM
We have to drive to specific stores in Connecticut too. Except they are called "Package" stores. Take that any way you want to. Often they do not have tonic, especially if they are smaller stores carrying smaller packages.
Additionally our package stores are closed on Sunday, which causes everyone in my part of the state to either 1. Go to one of the local wineries to drink and/or buy wine or 2. Drive to Rhode Island.
Posted by: Helen who drinks Vodka, not Gin, but totally understands Pal's need for it! | 29 December 2011 at 09:22 AM
This is America. Isnt it in the Constitution that we have the right to drink or something?
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 09:24 AM
The local liquor stores here have real names, like Hwy 1000 Store or Eagles Landing Store. I always thought those ABC stores were owned by the state. My Mom drinks tonic by the gallons for leg cramps, or is that quinine water?
Yeah, tell us about the Intervention person.
Seems the Crock Pot Chocolate was a hit. Laurie says you can use a double boiler, which would be a lot faster than three hours. The last bite was eaten yesterday in this household and I'm not making anymore, well, until next Christmas. Back to eating healthy. Guess who needs to drop some pounds...a lot of pounds?
Posted by: Tee | 29 December 2011 at 09:27 AM
Funny, funny post! Nice to see Pal and the Cooter pie again. (Georgia O'Keefe called.) You will enjoy visiting much more if you don't have to share a bathroom. Remember, she has just come from New England via Atlanta, so there's some culture shock involved. Requiring gin.
Posted by: Letha | 29 December 2011 at 09:34 AM
In WA we have state run liquor stores. They all have the same sign--Liquor and Wine. We just voted to have hard liquor in grocery stores, so they will be going away soon, then we can buy gallon bottles at Costco. Did I mention that Costco funded the campaign to stop the state run liquor stores?
Posted by: Karla | 29 December 2011 at 09:50 AM
Minnesota also has the Liquor Store thing going on. And, it is also closed on Sundays. Because...um...I can't remember why that would be helpful. I guess if the Liquor Store is closed you can't open your cupboard and pour yourself a drink?? Huh.
Posted by: Megsie | 29 December 2011 at 10:00 AM
PJ, it wasn't so much playing as it was not looking like Death and continuously laughing until I coughed. But that was more playing than I've done in a week & a half.
Hey Georgia Pie-ers: Is it Habersham County that had a winery yet is a dry county? Husband & I were trying to remember last night & couldn't.
Posted by: LauraL, who is paying today for last night's steroid-induced bout of feeling OK. Spare lung, anyone? | 29 December 2011 at 10:05 AM
Merry Merry Day!!! I'm very happy Pal got to find a gin & tonic and y'all made it to dinner and all, but what about the kitty?!?!?!?!?!
Posted by: KatieKazoo loves her some baby kitties | 29 December 2011 at 10:08 AM
June, you're in modern America in only certain states. Other states never left Prohibition, especially that crazy Utah. They stay busy with other types of shenanigans.
Gin does taste like pine needles and I've never been a fan of tree flavors.
Also, have you ever heard of Google Maps? They can tell exactly how far each liquor store is to you in words instead of having to look at those annoying maps that I will never understand. Even better, do you have Siri? Just tell her, "I need to get my drink on, preferably with pine needles." And she'll find you the closest gin joint.
Hulk, I just love you. That is all.
Posted by: original joann who is finally crawling out from Christmas | 29 December 2011 at 10:09 AM
Kitty gets FIXED today. I get her tomorrow. However, today I thought Id get her a teensy pink bed and maybe a teensy pink collar. Since she cant see either thing. Still. I have blue bowls already from Martha Stewart and I think she will be using those. Unless I see some really fabulous pink bowls. And maybe a tiny little sparkly white cane.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:14 AM
I need to get my drink on, preferably with pine needles. I heart Joann.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:14 AM
My Target sells booze. And tonic. And everything else a girl could ever want. I rarely leave the store.
Posted by: The Zadge | 29 December 2011 at 10:21 AM
Goddammit! Colorado has everything.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:22 AM
Goddammit! Colorado has everything.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:22 AM
In the military they are called Class 6 stores. I have no idea why. You should see how all the retirees stock up in that place.
I used to drink gin and sprite in high school. It was easiest to steal from my parents liquor cabinet and water down so they didn't notice.
Posted by: Anita (still no new iphone? It has magical google powers you know) | 29 December 2011 at 10:24 AM
Tomorrow will be a Merry day.
Posted by: Tee | 29 December 2011 at 10:37 AM
I think Ima name her Iris Frost. I like how it sounds, and Iris for her eyes and because apparently Paula has to name all my pets, and Frost because of the time of year.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:38 AM
Wow, I cannot be the only other person besides Pal that likes her gin. And yes, I take my Bombay Sapphire straight up, ice cold, with olives. Or, if it is summer, I switch to Hendricks and mix it with grapefruit and lime juice and pour it over crushed ice. Yum!
I think Merry should get a seeing-eye monkey.
Posted by: Tammi V.V. - | 29 December 2011 at 10:39 AM
I am reticent to bring this up, but have you finalized on the kitty name?
We watched The Holiday last night, and Kate Winslet's character was called Iris. So I was reminded, you know.
Posted by: Letha, PinkEye | 29 December 2011 at 10:40 AM
Never mind.
Posted by: Letha, PinkEye | 29 December 2011 at 10:41 AM
Also, gin reminds me of high school. And nausea.
Posted by: Letha, | 29 December 2011 at 10:42 AM
Gin reminds me of college. And nausea.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:43 AM
I watched The Holiday as well Letha. Jude Law is just so stinkin cute in that. I had a double dose of him yesterday. It was a pleasant evening.
Posted by: Anita (yes, gin traveled well in a thermos) | 29 December 2011 at 10:45 AM
Seeing eye monkey! I don't foresee any problems there.
Posted by: PJ is admiring the number of funny lines in this post. Lovely post, June. When do we get to see the dogs? Bossy since 1946. | 29 December 2011 at 10:46 AM
Jude Law was also in Hugo, which I saw with my mother and stepfather while they were here. He was also in my bed last night, because I live in a fantasy world and there is nothing wrong with that.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:46 AM
LauraL, I honestly had never heard of a winery here in Georgia that is in a dry county, so I googled it. It seems there is! It's in White County:
"BlackStock vineyard, planted in 1997 was the first to grow grapes in the Dahlonega area. Oddly enough this vineyard is in White County which is dry but owner David Harris was able to get permission for the farm winery to make and sell wine. "
Posted by: Beverly (learning something new about her home state) | 29 December 2011 at 10:46 AM
Oh. Speaking of monkeys, yall should know that Pal walked my dogs last night and they (sit down) WALKED BEHIND HER. My dogs. Walked BEHIND her. Tallulah and Edsel did. Not in front of her like freight trains. She did not get pulled along like she was miming dog walking. What the...?
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:47 AM
SHUT UP. Send her to my house next.
Posted by: Letha, | 29 December 2011 at 10:53 AM
I KNOW. Behind her. The whole way. Even EDSEL. I dont know why I say Even Edsel. Talu is just as big of a dink about pulling.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 10:54 AM
Jude Law? *shudders* In a few years he will be rockin' the Barry look...
*thinks now not only is the kitty blind but so is June*
Posted by: Mrs. Oh | 29 December 2011 at 10:56 AM
She is really Cesar Milan in drag.
Posted by: Anita | 29 December 2011 at 10:57 AM
You take that back Mrs Oh! Jude Law is so adorable. He has normal teeth and does not look like a throw rug when he is undressed.
Posted by: Anita | 29 December 2011 at 10:59 AM
Awww. Iris Frost. I was going to suggest Helen Mirren because she's gray and wears glasses.
Another popular blogger has two cats named Kitty Kitty and Kitten Kitten. I can't even...
Posted by: Just Paula. | 29 December 2011 at 11:03 AM
ANITA!
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:05 AM
Who? WHO has cats named Kitty Kitty and Kitten Kitten? That is just wrong.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:06 AM
Cesar Milan in drag! But, apparently she is. How can I get that elusive energy/aura of the pack leader? I deserve it. So does June.
I like Iris Frost too.
Posted by: Letha, Anita has seen Jude undressed | 29 December 2011 at 11:08 AM
If you named her Helen Mirren, she'd have to rock a red bikini. Hard.
Posted by: LauraL, who is paying today for last night's steroid-induced bout of feeling OK. Spare lung, anyone? | 29 December 2011 at 11:08 AM
I know, right? The dogs all have names, not Dog Dog or Puppy Puppy!
It's Pioneer Woman.
Posted by: Just Paula. | 29 December 2011 at 11:13 AM
Oh, I also meant to say that I think Iris Frost is the most adorable name ever. It makes me want to rename my cat something way more clever, but she's 12-years-old and I don't think she'd appreciate being renamed now. But at least mine is not named Kitty Kitty. Wow.
Posted by: Beverly | 29 December 2011 at 11:13 AM
Pioneer Woman did that to her cats?!?!?!?! That is surprising. She has a dog named Charlie. She couldn't even name her cat a person name too?
Posted by: Beverly | 29 December 2011 at 11:14 AM
Okay, see? Why am I not super extra famous, then? Because I came up with 72 really good names for the 58584737 cats I have had since starting this blog. Just because I cannot cook or take good pictures and I do not have any adorable dimples or a really interesting ranch. WhatEVER.
I just told my coworker The Poet that for 2012 I would like ONE job, ONE set of pets and ONE boy to like. All year. Is that a lot to ask? Is it?
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:16 AM
P.S. If Pioneer Woman is reading this, I love your kids, your hottie husband, your recipes, etc. In fact, I just made some of your cookies for a Christmas cookie exchange. But please give your cats a real name!
Posted by: Beverly | 29 December 2011 at 11:16 AM
Come on over and visit Wisconsin. You can get booze any time of the day just about anywhere. Except not at Walgreen's. Not that I checked or anything. ;-) And I love me some vodka and tonics. Or vodka with anything. But licking a pine tree just doesn't do it for me to gin is out.
I had a friend in college with a cat named...wait for it... Cat. How frickin' unoriginal can you be? And she was an English teacher!
Posted by: As Clever As It Gets Erin | 29 December 2011 at 11:17 AM
Yeah. Because Pioneer Woman is reading my blog.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:17 AM
What? The Gibbster is very furry. And yes, I undress Jude in my mind all the time. I'm doing it right now.
I do like Iris Frost!
Posted by: Anita | 29 December 2011 at 11:18 AM
Just Paula, at least that blogger didn't name her dog, "Basset Basset."
Okay, back to alcohol. Years ago, I was in South Dakota, Deadwood to be exact, over the Memorial Day weekend. Because of some stupid, outdated, Volstead Act of a law, you couldn't buy liquor on Sundays and Holidays. Yeah. We made a mad drive to the Wyoming border where the "town" consisted of liquor stores, and everybody stocked up on their Demon Rum of choice (beer and vodka for me). Then we made the looooong drive back to Deadwood breathing sighs of relief tinged with shame.
It was a great weekend.
Posted by: Kelly Pie | 29 December 2011 at 11:18 AM
I saw Jude Law naked in that photo of him in France. I like him anyway. See how generous I can be?
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:19 AM
I know! And she named a second Bassett Walter. And totally dropped the ball on the cats.
Posted by: Just Paula. | 29 December 2011 at 11:19 AM
What is Pupy Porn? Is it porn about poop? And please explain the Robert Downey Jr. reference please.....
Posted by: Vicky who usually just lurks in Delaware but got to call out June on typos TWICE in the last 5 months! woo Hoo!!! | 29 December 2011 at 11:22 AM
I would prefer undressing RDJ in my mind. I'm just such a sucker for a British accent. Plus, he's British AND has good teeth!
Posted by: Anita | 29 December 2011 at 11:25 AM
Pioneer Woman just does not do it for me. She makes me feel inadequate and annoyed. Oh for God's sake, woman, sit the hell down and relax! Watch yourself some Survivor or something. Catch up on something important, like June's world. You can't be refreshing comments if you're doing all that other crap.
Posted by: PJ is admiring the number of funny lines in this post. Lovely post, June. When do we get to see the dogs? Bossy since 1946. | 29 December 2011 at 11:27 AM
Robert Downey Junior is not British.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:32 AM
That is the good thing about me. I never make you feel inadequate. Oh if only I could...if only I had Junes...nope. Feel pretty good about myself.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:33 AM
My unbetter half works for Mr. Jack; the distillery is in a dry county.
Posted by: Nelson's Mama | 29 December 2011 at 11:34 AM
A) We talked about Robert Downey Jr. yesterday.
B) Yes. I adore it when I kill myself to post daily and then people point out my typos. REALLY makes me want to keep going.
Posted by: June. Sometimes this place makes me cranky. | 29 December 2011 at 11:35 AM
At first I thought Anita was saying RDJ was British, but she wasn't. She was saying that RDJ is actually hotter, but that she is a sucker for a British accent, so Jude is also hot.
Posted by: Letha, Anita has seen Jude undressed | 29 December 2011 at 11:39 AM
Ohhhh. She was?
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:40 AM
Vicky, twice in 5 months? You must be skimming.
Posted by: Letha, Just kidding, don't have a cow. | 29 December 2011 at 11:43 AM
LETHA IS DEAD TO ME! But not as dead as Anita with her Barry comment.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:45 AM
Pal, welcome to Lil' Ole North Carolina where needs are difficult to come by. Hope you can stay long enough to train even Edsel, or at least put the fear of God in him!
Iris Frost sounds sweet. She needs a candy cane not a white cane.
Posted by: Laurie who is glad the roids are giving you a bit of pep, LauraL. | 29 December 2011 at 11:48 AM
Dear June,
That is what I was saying.
Love,
British accent whore
Posted by: Anita (at least Letha gets me) | 29 December 2011 at 11:50 AM
I think Pioneer Woman is full of manure, the way she does EVERYTHING, including home-schooling, and she cooks huge meals and her houses are spotless. Cough*bullshit*Cough. I think she has a silent staff doing her websites and a lot of the other stuff (books) and she just shows up for photo ops.
Posted by: Just Paula. | 29 December 2011 at 11:51 AM
Hey I live a dry county where you cannot buy booze by the bottle, but you can buy package beer most anywhere and liquor by the drink inside the city limits. And you cannot buy beer at the liquor store unless it has a very high alcohol content.
I love good gin. My daddy says it tastes like Christmas. But for you pine-needle flavor folks, it's really cedar. Gin is made from juniper berries.
Posted by: Andrea | 29 December 2011 at 11:52 AM
Hey, Nelson's Mama?
I live in Warren County, on the other side of Manchester, where we have to drive to buy our liquor.
Posted by: Andrea | 29 December 2011 at 11:53 AM
We have a liquor store called Dick's Liquors.
I like gin and tonic. And vodka tonic. In fact I had about 7 last night with my sister. Then her kids were up all night throwing up. As terrified as I am of the puke, I have no issues when I'm drunk.
Posted by: Funny | 29 December 2011 at 11:55 AM
Paula is now dead to to Pioneer Woman.
Posted by: Letha, | 29 December 2011 at 11:56 AM
LauarL has roids? You poor dear. Have you been sitting on cold concrete? Where that old wives tale came from is beyond me.
Posted by: Anita (at least Letha gets me) | 29 December 2011 at 11:57 AM
SEVEN!?!?!
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:57 AM
Anita, LaUral is not British.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:58 AM
Wait....I'm deader then Letha?
Posted by: Anita (that's pretty damn dead) | 29 December 2011 at 11:59 AM
Deader than Letha, but NOT as dead as Mrs. Oh.
Posted by: June Gardens | 29 December 2011 at 11:59 AM
My goal is to stay very much alive to you, June.
Posted by: Beverly | 29 December 2011 at 12:01 PM
Anita darling, I don't know if I'd prefer those to the pneumonia or not, but no. Just ... No.
Posted by: LauraL, who is paying today for last night's steroid-induced bout of feeling OK. Spare lung, anyone? | 29 December 2011 at 12:02 PM
Now look who's all up with the typos!
What do you mean SEVEN? My mom was telling me that long before that movie.
Posted by: Anita (at least Mrs Oh is deader then me) | 29 December 2011 at 12:03 PM
A bit late to the party today so waaay behind on comments-
The Queen Mother also enjoyed her gin and tonic and was known to ring the staff, asking "would one of you old queens bring this old Queen a g&t"-read this in Vanity Fair a few years ago and it cracked me up-
So Pal- hoist one in memory of the Queen Mom!
Posted by: Mary Lou | 29 December 2011 at 12:04 PM
LaUral, at least you are not battling both at the same time. But if sometime pops up, sleep on your stomach.
Posted by: Anita (at least Mrs Oh is deader then me) | 29 December 2011 at 12:06 PM
Bahaha! I probably am dead to PW, but come ON. Four kids, dogs, cats, cowboys, horses, cattle. Gardening, cooking, home-schooling, ranch work. Books, tv show on Food Network. Multi-tabbed website. Blog get-togethers. Give-aways. Photography. Multiple dwellings. Charitable work in Haiti or somewhere (kids and husband). Rodeos. Oh she does it ALL herself, I am SO sure.
Of course, owning half of Oklahoma probably eases the burden somewhat.
Posted by: Just Paula. | 29 December 2011 at 12:08 PM
Hired help is what she has, I just want to win one of those kitchen aid mixers! Or a new camera, I'm not fussy.
Posted by: Anita | 29 December 2011 at 12:12 PM
Wonder if one of those four kids of PW's will write a tell-all book like Alexis Stewart.
Posted by: Laurie | 29 December 2011 at 12:13 PM
Eh, on Jude Law. I could take him or leave him, which is weird because I'd like to take (on) just about every hot celebrity boy.
And yes, Pioneer Woman has a staff. Her cowboy hunk comes from one of the biggest cattle ranching families in Oklahoma. Dude is hot and rich. That bitch must have signed a deal with the devil. But if you do read this, Pioneer Woman, I'm just kidding! You and your Kitty Kitty are super fabulous.
And Erin, I'm coming over to your blog later. I need some more of your super fabulous jewelry.
Posted by: original joann who is finally crawling out from Christmas | 29 December 2011 at 12:14 PM
"Jude Law is so adorable. He has normal teeth and does not look like a throw rug when he is undressed."
Anita, I tried and failed to suppress a snort when I read your comment while on the phone. Multitask much?
Posted by: Sadie - I'll save the rest of the comments for later when my attention isn't divided. June, I for one appreciate your rare typo so I won't feel so inadequate. Another June RAoK! | 29 December 2011 at 12:14 PM
OJ, I hear you about Jude Law. UNTIL I SAW HIM IN THE HOLIDAY when it was first released. Have you seen it? That movie took him several notches higher on the hot scale.
Posted by: Letha, | 29 December 2011 at 12:19 PM
My husband likes the gin. Me? Never. I much prefer vodka. One of my friends described gin as the same taste as when you peel a grapefruit and accidentally lick your fingers.
Posted by: Lisa Pie off to the grocery store to get the black eyed peas! | 29 December 2011 at 12:21 PM
Do you get to pick up Merry today? Today's the day, right?
Posted by: Kathy F., HAPPY NEW YEAR! | 29 December 2011 at 12:22 PM