I'll Have The Mish-Mash Please

T-Minus one day and counting to Shindig Party Time! My nails are done, my hair appointment is tomorrow, the dog has a reservation at the kennel, and Ava has a reservation at the Casa de Nina and Pops (Faith called mom "Neenah" instead of Nanna when she was a baby- Ava actually calls her Nahhnahh. I just call her... well, you can guess what I call her after paragraph 2).

I emailed my Game Show story around to my family (thanks copy and paste) with a slight edit for content (I have a family of prudes, ironic I know). After sending a copy to my mother, I call her later that night and ask what she thought of it. Her comment was something like, "You didn't write that- where did you copy it from?". And people wonder WHY I only share my innermost thoughts and personal writings with Internet Muppets.

Speaking of Muppets, can I be Gonzo? He's my fave color AND he has a huge schnoz... I love that guy! Does anyone remember the old men who sat in the balcony and heckled everyone? Yeah, I can see me and B as those guys.

How about a Shindig Haiku collection:

Big Shindig coming

Squeezing into a girdle

Don't fart on the boss

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Put makeup on chest

BF-ing makes veins pop up

Looks like road map still

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Jef wears ties daily

Not wise to put one's neck in

A noose all the time

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Open bar rings a

Loud death knoll for some people

Avoid the shooters

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The shoes are pretty

The lengths we go for fashion

Squeezing my big toe

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Ava staying with

Crazy parental units

Hope she shits diaper full

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Tune in tomorrow for the pre-party pic (PPP!)...

--The Milk Maid says gimme a "red headed slut", please! (It's a shooter)

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