The Zadge be illin’, peeps. Some evil dervish has settled into her head, behind her eyes and is pounding away, making her eyes all squinty and pained. And her throat is sore and scratchy. And all she’s had to eat today is scrambled egg whites and peanut M & Ms.
She’s a hot mess.
But before the head cold settled in for a visit she did have a fun weekend, being 175 pounds lighter than she was with Dr. Boy Toy.
She had margaritas and tacos with The Hazz Saturday night:
The Hazz is a tiny thing and two margaritas later, she was flying high as a kite. Whereas our Olympic Gold Medalist in Alcohol Tolerance was barely buzzed:
Yes, she knows she is wearing her new hoop earrings to death. And no, she is not boozing it up in a church, what with all those crucifixes behind her. If the Zadge set foot in a church after all these years of being a fallen-Catholic-heathen, she is certain a lightening bolt would rip through the church and strike her sinning-ass to the ground.
She spent Sunday getting dunked in the pool by Lizzie and her brother and sister:
At one point, while the Zadge had Lizzie on her shoulders in the pool, a man in his eighties swam up next to the Zadge and said, “Did I hear those kids calling you Zadge? That’s my daughter’s name.” Well, he didn’t say “Zadge.” He said the Zadge’s god-given name, which is Gaelic. And the Zadge replied, “Yes, are you Irish?” And the man said he was. And then Lizzie pointed at this 85-year old’s white, freckled, sun-damaged Irish shoulders and said, “He has the same skin as you.”
From the mouth of babes.
The Zadge also finished the book that everyone is talking about:
And they are talking about it for good reason. Put down that stupid Fifty Shades of Bad Writing and read this instead.
She spent the requisite hours watching YouTube clips of her lover, Keith Richards:
Keef – 1965
And wishing that Harry could channel the serenity of Bugs:
But the Zadge must now go pop some more Sudafed, perhaps topped off with a shot of Nyquil. And, apparently, she must hurry and make an appointment with her dermatologist to laser off her 85-year old skin.
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I’m half Irish. Erin Go Bragh-less.
ha!
I’ve been eyeballing that book… think I’ll load it onto the e-reader, in preparation for my trip.
I noticed recently my arms are very freakishly frecklish – sun damage for sure!
I love that you had Lizzie and the sibs at the pool – you are so cool to take all of them with you!
Just started Gone Girl last night – so far so good!
So many have told me to read 50 shades – except for you……………………and Meg!
I’ve been recommending “Gone Girl” to everyone! So good! Her further two books are great, too, but she really hit her stride with this one.
Feel better!
Joann Mannix also raved about Gone Girl! It’s already on my Kindle. Can I just say Lizzie and her peeps are adorable? Cupcake – HA! Feel better, sistah.
LOVED Gone Girl. Didn’t want to put the Kindle down. 50 Shades I haven’t read and now I think Ima protest and not read it EVER. Sort of like my 35 year resistance to all things Star Wars.
The peace symbol that Bugs wears???…….does Harry have one also?……..maybe it puts Bugs in a Zen mood.
Dr. Penne prescribes Theraflu with two fingers of Jack Daniels and a big ol’ spoonful of agave nectar. You won’t remember your name but when you wake up you will feel lots better.
Mmmmm, Pinche Tacos. Now I want some…and a margarita!
Hope you feel better soon!
The pink polka-dotted (shirt? dress?) is cute.
I was staying up way too late every night reading Gone Girl. LOVED the dark and twisty.
Hope you’re feeling better.
I have that skin, but by way of Scotland. My decolletage is showing its (considerable) age.
Please. The instructions for Tampax are better written than that 50 Shades tripe.
Loved “Gone Girl” even though those people were all kinds of messed up.
“Wild” by Cheryl Strayed is another book that is a Must Read.
I love how Bugs always looks so dignified.
Congratulations on your 175lb weight loss!
I read Gone Girl about a month ago. Couldn’t put it down.
Oh, that girl!! Crazy, effed up, conniving evil bitch!! I loved her.