Party Post #1

Hello, friends! It's time for the first ever party post, in which both Sarah and I contribute our interesting and original thoughts at the same time. Look out, world. This might be a little too much fabulousness for ya'll to handle. Shall we begin? Mmkay.

Carolyn: Hi Sarah.

Sarah: Hey, whats up, legs?


Carolyn: Not much, arms. OK, that did not work. Anyhoo, how are you today?

Sarah: I'm thinking about taking a hit out on the makers of the second SATC movie so we can all stop being tortured.  Other than that, I'm good.


Carolyn: What, is there another SATC movie being made? I hadn't heard.
So. I heard you can not fold fitted sheets properly. Do you think this keeps you from being a good wife and/or human being?

Sarah: It's absolutely true, and complete black spot on my pride and decency.  Although I totally bet that NOBODY can, except for my mom.


Carolyn: Your mom can go to heck. I crumple them up in a ball and throw them in the back of my closet. So, what's the deal with Diet Coke with Lime? Gross.

Sarah:  Holy sweet meatballs, I totally just drank one.  


Carolyn: Shutyourface.


Sarah: We must have just had a psychic connection.  Except obviously, what I consider delicious and refreshing makes you hnarf.  Of course, these comments of mine are coming from a seriously deprived and crazed sense of taste.  South Beach Phase I has nearly killed me, but I'm hanging in there.  Today, that diet coke with lime was manna from heaven for my mouth.  I cried when it was all gone.


Carolyn: I am impressed with your will power. Whenever I tell myself NOt to eat something, within 30 seconds I end up in a dark closet, stuffing my face with said-food with a guilty, greasy and/or chocolatey look on my face. Speaking of chocolate, when are our puppies going to play together, and will your dog be a bad influence on mine?

Sarah: I think it goes without saying that my dog will completely wreak havoc on every single good habit and trait she has.  Like the kid on the block that everyone's moms instruct the children to stay away from because 'her mother has vodka and bridge mix for lunch!'   Speaking of which, I totally wish that's what I had for lunch.


Carolyn: We are going on a road trip next week. Shall we listen to KC and the Sunshine Band the whole trip, or Neil Diamonds' 'Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon' over and over?

Sarah: I think that whatever we listen to should fall within these guidelines: only instrumental, must include a lute, harp or zither, must have been released between 1978 and 1984, and must be played on repeat without interruption.  I want to see if it's like putting bees in a jar and shaking it.


Carolyn: So, in other words, we should listen to our every-day, regular music? Done and done.
Thank you, Sarah.