Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Oh how the mighty have fallen mellowed

So, tonight, my husband and son had tickets for a baseball game and I had the entire house to myself.

I'd like to say that I invited over some hot derby chicks and sat around talking about our boobs, watching porn and drinking martinis out of paper cups, but that's not true. The best I could do was take a bath, stick a bag of frozen peas down my pants (remind me to thank the coach for those falling drills), watch the first hour of "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" (while waiting for "American Idol" to come on), eat an ice cream cone and drink two beers that the last owners of the house left behind. I'm telling you, I'm a wild woman, don't try to stop me, I might even break into the Chex Mix.

Whooooo

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