Friday
Mar252011
Yeah, nobody really wants one.
The dermatologist called- both moles were dysplastic, not melanoma.
"Dysplastic and irritated but nothing to worry more about."
I like the irritated part; I imagine the moles floating in their little plastic lab jars, arms tightly crossed, all huffy and annoyed.
Randy and I are celebrating our second wedding anniversary in Telluride, thanks to a stockpile of frequent flier miles and ridiculously reasonable tail-end-of-the-season lodging.
"What do you call a cocktail made with snow?" I asked Randy, grabbing a glass and slipping out onto the patio.
"Dirt," he answered. It wasn't really a guess.
"A snocktail," I corrected.
"You want one?"
Randy did want a snocktail, but he wanted it with ice cubes instead of snow and he wanted to make it himself and for me to go wash my hands.
You guys want a snocktail? I've still got my gloves on, I can hook you up.
"Dysplastic and irritated but nothing to worry more about."
I like the irritated part; I imagine the moles floating in their little plastic lab jars, arms tightly crossed, all huffy and annoyed.
Randy and I are celebrating our second wedding anniversary in Telluride, thanks to a stockpile of frequent flier miles and ridiculously reasonable tail-end-of-the-season lodging.
"What do you call a cocktail made with snow?" I asked Randy, grabbing a glass and slipping out onto the patio.
"Dirt," he answered. It wasn't really a guess.
"A snocktail," I corrected.
"You want one?"
Randy did want a snocktail, but he wanted it with ice cubes instead of snow and he wanted to make it himself and for me to go wash my hands.
You guys want a snocktail? I've still got my gloves on, I can hook you up.
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Oooo, back during Snowapalooza 2010 on the East Coast, I made snocktails almost every night since the 3 feet of snow on the ground usually meant no work for me the next day. Anyway, I made a metric shitton of simple syrup, and then would pack a low ball glass full of snow, pour over the syrup, and follow that with Maker's Mark. Holy snowball it was delicious!
you are hilarious. yay on celebrating your anniversary! also good news on the skin!
Four posts in March!!!! Are you back to blogging? Sometimes when I am doing mindless work in my hotel room on a Wednesday night, but feel like it is Christmas when I open your blog and you have posted! (Yes, my life is that boring!)
Hello! Are you by chance taking reader suggestions for the "Favorites" section? Because if you are, I would like to nominate that one about accidentally sending your boss a snarky email about the loss of instant-messaging rights. That post is a classic. And it's my favorite piece of writing on the whole internet.
Whenever I get myself in a jam, the first thought that pops into my head is "Aw, man. I gotta Lucy & Ethel this shit FAST." And then I have to stop and giggle for like 8 minutes.
Thanks, Andrew! I'll go tag that as a favorite right now. The best part of that post is that it's one thousand percent true. I still sort of gag whenever I think about that day.