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Desperate Working Mommas
Your one-stop site for fanatical television snarking, questionable political analysis, occasional attempts to address the parenting issues facing working mothers, and halfhearted promises to stop obsessing about the entertainment industry, already! Oh, not to mention the random bitching and moaning. There's always that.
Monday, August 08, 2005
The Liar's Club REVISITED

(If you want to play, go HERE first! Seriously! No cheating!)


1. Oh, ho, ho, yes I AM. An adrenaline junkie, that is. I have done all these things and would love to sky-dive again, this time solo (vs. tandem). WOO! It all started when I was around 2 or 3 years old and decided to take a ride up the escalator at the local mall by grabbing hold of the hand-rail belt and hanging on. I still remember the heady, exhilarating sensation as I went up, up, up... on the OUTSIDE of the escalator. Yep. Dad still speaks with pride of his wild sprint through the play area (where I should have been), to the planter JUST beneath my dangling legs, where he executed a near-perfect Ninja maneuver in order to jump up, grab my leg, and pull me to safety, saving me from certain death, or at the very least some broken bones, as I hit the glass wall adjacent to the 2nd story escalator platform.

2. I have, in fact, seen the movie "Grease" over 350 times. We were the first family in our neighborhood to own a VCR, and the only video tape we owned was a pirated copy of "Grease" which we watched on a daily basis. Hey, the OCD apple doesn't fall from the neurotic tree, you know what I'm saying? EVERY DAY! FOR A YEAR! When I was older and finally understood half the things people were saying-- "A hickey from Kenicky is like a Hallmark card..."?!-- I was all, "Mom! What were you THINKING?!" Although "Grease" IS the word, it was eventually bumped by a bootleg copy of "Star Wars." "Adventure. Heh. Excitement. Heh. A Jedi craves not these things." So there you have it.

3. In retrospect, maybe all those Sundance Sparkler bottles rattling around in the back of my old Pooh car weren't the greatest idea, especially taking into consideration my propensity to be pulled over and made to Walk the Line for any little thing! "You switched lanes too fast!" "You were going 25 over the speed limit!" Whatever. And for the record? I totally was NOT evading arrest that one time, I just couldn't hear the sirens over Billy Idol! OKAY?! I mean, my friend Di didn't hear the sirens, did you, Di?! NO! No reason to haul me away in handcuffs, that's all I'm saying! But I don't want to talk about it.

4. LIE! Embarrasingly, however, if you took the "and kissed" part out, it would be TOTALLY true. A post for another day...

5. As Kristine pointed out, this is SO true. So very, embarrassingly true.

link | posted by Cat at 11:02 AM

Blogger Random and Odd commented:

Who knows her Cat?

*doing the running man*

I DO!!

» 8/08/2005 11:23 AM 
Anonymous kalki commented:

::victory dance all up in all y'all WRONG people's faces::

» 8/08/2005 12:03 PM 
Blogger Cat commented:

I am picturing Kristine doing the running man. And I am giggling.

Go, Kristine! Go, Kristine! Get busy! It's your birthday!

Kalki, does your victory dance look anything like the Snoopy dance? In my mind, it totally does.

» 8/08/2005 12:27 PM 
Blogger WILLIAM commented:


» 8/08/2005 12:32 PM 
Blogger Charlotte in Pa commented:

I don't really dance. I just sort of sit at the table in the bar with a bucket and a sign that says, "Collecting for the Rhythmically Impaired." But if I DID dance, I'd be doing a victory dance, too. You can just picture me smiling and sort of bobbing my head to the beat. Well.. almost to the beat. Whatevah!

» 8/08/2005 1:06 PM 
Blogger mrtl commented:


» 8/08/2005 3:47 PM 
Blogger Amy commented:

Damn! I thought I had it. you are so cutely convincing with your 'FIVE YEARS' and your 'HAWT'.

» 8/08/2005 8:40 PM 
Blogger not-so-normal mom commented:

Inspired by Kristine doing the running man....I am totally doing my victory cabbage patch dance topped off with *throwing cardboard on the floor* the worm followed by a headspin. I totally had you pegged, girl! Woo Hoo!!!!

» 8/08/2005 8:46 PM 
Blogger Bente commented:

Aw, nuts!

Andy also loves skydiving. He's done 20 something solo jumps. He ended up on crutches for like six months with a shattered ankle after his first jump, but kept going back.

» 8/08/2005 10:52 PM 
Blogger Vajana commented:

I can SO picture you doing that on the escalator, "WHEEEEEEE!"

I learned this past week I do not have the channel that airs "Veronica mars" so I will never be privy to her coolness.


» 8/09/2005 3:38 PM 
Anonymous Di commented:

True. We did not hear sirens because of absurdly loud music and it was a totally stupid arrest. I can now say that with authority because I am married to a cop! (Remember after this happened I wrote that scathing article in my column for the school newspaper bashing cops? How ironic is it that I am now married to one?)

Oh, sorry...it is "Get paid, buy a duck". It's been a long time. When I hear that song now and ask people if they screamed that too they look at me weird. Was this a local phenomenon?

Speaking of all this...guess where I am right now? That's right...in the good ol' home of the Badgers at my mom's. Anything I need to do for you while I'm here?

"Grease" is one of the movies I did not let the kids watch because I didn't want to have to have "The Talk" because of it!

» 8/10/2005 12:25 AM 
Blogger Cat commented:

Vajana, how can you NOT have UPN?! Weird, I say. LUCKILY FOR YOU AND KELLY, CBS IS actually showing Veronica Mars on Fridays for the next few weeks, as they are UPN's Big Sister network (who knew?!) and are trying to drum up support for the upcoming fall season... You know, if you just wanted to see what all the fuss was about. ;)

And Di, I always assumed you made up the "HEY! Get paid, buy a duck!" thing. We just said it with you 'cuz we thought it was funny. Or do you mean people have never heard the "Hey! Get laid, get #@%*ed!" Mony, Mony interjection? Now that I refuse to believe!

» 8/10/2005 4:30 AM 

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