Vodka cranberries and Queen Latifah

What do you know, I woke up at 8:30. I had a drink last night, and forgot that this often messes up my sleep patterns. But waking up early is cool, and good for insomnia.

Last night we went to Jackson Diner, where they serve enormous portions. Ugh. Then we went to F's party. F is a girl from my writing group. Her party was at a nice, very red lounge (I saw its website and wore a red turtleneck to match). We didn't know anybody, but it was nice to be a part of her 30th. One of her friends was very funny. He was wearing a T-shirt from Urban Outfitters that said "Obey" and told us how he took up the sleeves and the bottom of the shirt. "When you're gay, you want to show the butt, you want to show the arms," he explained. In fact, he had very nice arms, and I asked D how long it would take me to get arms like that. D said probably only men can. My arms are toned, but he had serious muscle.

Anyway, I had a vodka cranberry and D had a Black Russian, but they tried to sneak coffee liqueur in there! They had no Kahlua. So he got a vodka cranberry instead.

Then we went to see Queen Latifah's new movie, since it happened to be playing at a convenient time at a theater on the way back. It also happened to be free, since AT gave me a gift card for my yoga graduation! Thanks, AT. The movie was surprisingly cute and good. It's not going to win an Oscar, and some of the plot points were ridiculous, but it was just so good-natured, wholesome and sweet that you couldn't help but be swept along for the ride. I also enjoyed Beauty Shop, her other movie which we saw in Miami last year. I did skip the one with her and Jimmy Fallon, but I think usually her movies are pretty enjoyable. Clean, broad humor, a far-fetched plot, etc.

Comments

Caro said…
Sounds fun. I'm glad you enjoyed the movie.
1:25 PM
Anonymous said…
I like Queen L. I think she's a good role model for girls.

I also like vodka cranberries! And almost anything red.
8:33 PM
The Zombieslayer said…
There's something sexy about Queen Latifah. yes, if I were single, I would definitely not kick Queen Latifah out of bed.
4:27 AM
Bearette said…
hehe ;) I guess she's very comfortable with herself.
12:39 PM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Vegetable personalities

At the risk that you'll all think I'm nuts...but heck. I was getting cauliflower ready for dinner and it occurred to me that vegetables have different personalities. In my mind, anyway. Zucchini: the most agreeable of vegetables. It blends in with everyone, but it's never obsequious or false to itself. Sweet potatoes: the grandmother of vegetables. Very cozy and welcoming. Cauliflower: kind of bland, devoid of personality, but it could surprise you sometimes. Like a dull guy who occasionally tells a funny joke at the water cooler. Broccoli: feisty. Like a terrier. Spinach: kind of dour, but a loyal friend. Kale: has a fierce sense of individuality, but like spinach, is a loyal friend. Kale's affections last for life. Corn: this one is kind of a party animal. Corn is still drinking beer and making a mess when you'd like to be closing up. Tomatoes: a little sloppy. The kind of vegetable that needs to be reminded to tuck its shirt into its pants. Cabbage: not invited t...
Read more

happy birthday e!

[Posted by Bearette's husband until she has Internet access] e was born today! 8 pounds even, a cute and healthy baby boy. He likes to stick out his tongue just a little, and move his mouth around. The hospital gave him a little white hat with a purple pom pom. Bearette is tired but happy. Pictures soon.
Read more

Eventful

A lot has happened today already. I went to meet D for lunch and along the way I spotted a Boston terrier -- one blue eye, one brown. I stooped to pat it and then I heard an ear-bruising screech!! Everyone's head whipped around. Even the dog jumped. A taxi had squealed to a halt and there was a delivery boy on its hood. Somebody yelled, "Call an ambulance!" The boy seemed fine, even hopping on his bike to finish his deliveries -- but everyone persuaded him to stay. I took out my cell phone but another woman was already giving details to 911. After the woman finished the call, I was satisfied that help was on its way, so I continued. There were a bunch of rubberneckers/supporters gathered around the boy, so he wasn't alone. The dog stayed too. I was shaken by this, of course, but then something amusing happened. A few blocks later, I knelt down to pat a beagle tied outside a coffee shop, and it let loose with this big mournful howl: AROOOO. Everyone smiled, including a...
Read more