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Tuesday, May 17, 2005

I love my friends.

I'm chatting with TDMM on the phone tonight and talk turns to our next trip to Chicago. She says she's been thinking about our drinking and has a plan for the trip. My heart is gripped by fear. See, we've been doing a bit of fitness buddying lately and had just been talking about our diets and new personal trainers and the relative merits of eating better, working out more, feeling fitter, etc. I was afraid she'd had one of those obsessive diet epiphanies, the kind that leads women like Gwyneth Paltrow to send back cups of tea that smell like they might have held coffee, or leads the Zellweger girl to tote around travel mugs of decaf soy lattes to sip while giving interviews in restaurants so they won't have to risk ingesting anything that may cause them to bloat, swell, ripple or whatever it is they worry about. I was afraid she was going to say, with all this work we're doing, all this effort, let us not ruin it with booze. But drinky drink is, like, a third of the point of vacations, isn't it? Isn't it? The partying? Is my friend turning into one of those crazy joyless skinny women?!?!?! Is she really hoping I'll go to Chicago and spend six hours a day standing in the sun, listening to obscure blues, in a floppy hat with goofy hair because why bother getting it done to stand around in sweltering Chicago heat in a floppy hat, only to end the day with, what? A salad and a single white wine spritzer?!?!?!?! Could she? Gripped by fear. Beat. Beat. Beat. "So I've been thinking, I can fill a thermos with Grey Goose and a splash of cranberry juice concentrate, and then we can buy diet 7Ups and have delicious drinks at the BluesFest!" she says merrily. I fucking love my friends.

6 Comments:

At 5/17/2005 05:01:00 AM, Anonymous Fran said...

LOL Yeah I see why you do! :D

 
At 5/17/2005 11:08:00 AM, Blogger Will said...

LOLOL...I could see you sitting there on the other end of the phone, biting your nails, beads of sweat forming on your brow...and a great big exhale once you realized that she hadn't totally lost that boozin' feeling.

Gahbless TDMM!!! And have a great time in Chitown. Wish you were coming when the rest of the people are.

 
At 5/17/2005 02:19:00 PM, Blogger divine m said...

Well, for the love of God, aren't we dieting and training for the sole purpose of looking gorgeous and dare I say elegant holding a martini glass? or a pint glass . . . or a highball glass. . . .

And I love you, too, darlin'--counting down the days. . . .

 
At 5/17/2005 11:08:00 PM, Blogger Viv said...

Woo! Your friends sound awesome!

 
At 5/20/2005 01:36:00 AM, Blogger ding said...

i've lived here for years and have yet to do blues fest. too muggy and my hair is big enough as it is. dang.

but you'll have a fab time. maybe the bean will be on display. the new park by the lake is tailor made for swigging from a flask.

 
At 5/23/2005 09:38:00 AM, Blogger Zantiferous3 said...

Gurrrlll... your friend sounds like a woman after my own heart... ROFLMAO seeing as I roll with a flask most of the time when I party ... =)

 

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