I know I didn’t post last week, but I have a really good reason. Just give me second….
The ear Esme attacked got infected. They had to amputate it. And now I’m destined to spend the rest of my life walking around cupping my hand to my good ear and saying, “Eh?”
Psych! (Yes, I just said, “Psych!”)
My ear is fine. I went to Fort Lauderdale for…
- Ice cream?
- Giant margaritas?
- A blogger meetup?
All of the above are correct. I went for my Special Ops Ninja job (Yes, that’s totally a real job), and while I was down there, I met Lorraine from The Late Party Girls.
She rocks. And she took me to Jaxson’s: Home of the Kitchen Sink Sundae. No, we didn’t get it. They won’t give you that gargantuan-sized sundae unless you’re in a party of 4.
Obviously, they had no idea who they were dealing with because Lorraine and I are semi-anonymous. If only they’d known who we really were, we’d have been the exception.
Not wanting to reveal our secret identities, Lorraine and I settled for two scoops…which ended up being the size of our heads.
Also, while I was in Florida, Ddot and I partook in margaritas….which were also the size of our heads.
Ddot illustrating a hand-to-margarita size ratio.
That should be Fort Lauderdale’s new slogan.
Fort Lauderdale: Where Everything Yummy Is the Size of Your Head.