Wicked Wednesday Q & A

Happy St Fucking Patrick's Day!

Let us begin tonight's questions. I must say, I am verrrryyyy disappointed in my Wee wicked Ones, we have a mere 4 questions tonight. *sigh*

Alas, I will answer them with Wicked candor........

Wicked Question #1 Some friends of ours are trying to get us to go to a swing club with them and try out the lifestyle. Advice? Well, my dearest, so many thoughts dance through my head right now. Of course, having an overwhelming urge to go to Burning Man this year, where I would take tons of Ecstasy and no doubt engage in swinging activities myself, I may be somewhat skewed on this topic(totally kidding family members who might accidentally happen upon this, or not *ahem*)Then there is that whole bizarre Eyes Wide Shut swingers thing, which was really creepy and I never really understood and I am fairly certain is the real reason Tom and Nicole broke up, not the swinging, just the crappy movie. Then there is this:

Ugly Girls Pictures!
But, seriously, if you are BOTH ok with the concept, then it is your relationship to do with what you wish. I will point out one thing, the fact that you didn't jump at the chance and instead paused to seek advice from a blogger, even though it is an obviously brilliant blogger such as myself, makes me think maybe one of you is a bit more into the idea than the other. This is totally not something you want to enter into one sided. It's not like a good birthday gift idea. Just sayin.

Wicked Question #2 If you could be the best at anything in the world, what would you choose? I would definitely be the best Bond girl ever. That is just so simple it's ridiculous. They go to the coolest parties. Drive the badass cars in the best locations. Daniel Craig. Super sweet guns. Sleuth moves. Plus, they always have the sweetest fucking names on the planet. I want a Bond girl name, for real! Bonus, no one ever forgets a Bond girl. Even if it's the only movie you ever make, I mean, really, Ursula Andress, hello? Why do I even remember her name? That's right, Bond girl. So yeah, I would be the best damn Bond girl ever!!

Wicked Question #3 from pattypunker: what mad skills do you consider yourself having? Well, I am Wicked good with the culinary arts, truth! I do the mom of teenagers thing pretty good, all things considered. I have wild abandon, which, I am learning, is a Wicked good trait and I have to learn to appreciate it more. I also am really good at letting go of the bullshit everyday stuff, not letting it all build up in me, just rant for five and let it go, hella skill, makes life so much easier! I am an artist, some who look at my oil paintings would say I'm mad.....bwahahaha. I can ride a mechanical bull for 38 seconds. Oh yeah, if Ludacris is reading this I can get really low, like all the way to the flo.....that's right....

Wicked Question #4 when you wake up in the morning, do you feel like p. diddy?
Well, first off, it's been a week or two since I woke up in a bathtub. ;-)
Second, I would never rinse my mouth out with Jack, I am more of a "rinse my mouth out with Woodford" kind of girl, Jack is just so low end. Puh-lease! But, clearly this was a cry for a video moment, so here ya go!



It was only four, but they were a good four, hope you enjoyed!!

Wicked Wednesday Q & A

Yes, whew, it IS still Wednesday!! Damn, this is cutting it close. Let's get down and dirrrrty. Errr, wrong position, I mean post, yeah, post is what I meant. :-) So, here we go with this week's questions:

Are you wearing panties? Well, hello there, diving right in this week, aren't we. Yes, I am currently wearing panties anonymous questioner. But, if it is any consolation, they are very attractive panties.

Have these questions been as interesting as you hoped? Or were you expecting much racier?! I promise this is not a setup, they came to me in this order. Since most of my readers are not men seeking female cyber companions, no, I wasn't expecting men requesting naked pix. I enjoy the back and forth of the questions, whether they are about literature, porn or panties is of little consequence. For the record, there have been some extremely inappropriate ones and to save you the time, yes, I answered them.

What's for dinner? Well, tonight I made a stir fry, tomorrow is lemon pepper chicken breast served on a bed of fresh spinach leaves, topped with fresh mandarin orange slices, some roasted new potatoes and (in honor of Elly) maybe some creamed corn. As usual, thanks again manufacturers of Topomax, I will prepare it, look at it and then leave the room. Asshats!

What do I want to be when I grow up? Child-like. What I am trying to say is why are you focusing on growing up? Enjoy the now, be prepared for your future in the sense of financial planning, but otherwise, just do what you enjoy. Like, what do you want to be tomorrow morning?

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? Fifteen minutes outside of Paris. Close enough to go there at a moments notice, but not inside the city. Perfection.

Are you having any luck getting the blog moved? Oh don't I just wish that was a matter of luck. I am making progress. But, it is not a simple thing for me to do since I am trying not to lose any of my content. Grrrrr. Plus, what with the sex scandal, my grandfather being moved from one hospital to the other, my dad has his last treatment(YAY!) tomorrow, blah blah blah, it's just a crazy week. So, short answer, it is moving, but kind of at a snails pace.

Do you miss your friend Penny? What the hell? Did I lose her??? bwahahaha yes, she calls me but then she doesn't answer her phone when I call her back, the bitch!!!

On days you don't feel so wicked, what do you do to pick yourself back up? Oh dear, those days. Well, sometimes I just curl up with my laptop and bury myself in bloggy goodness, exploring other people's humor and trials and tribulations and ruminations and tweet with hilarious people who live in other states or other countries. Some days I call a good friend and drag my ass to lunch and laugh until we are both crying tears of happiness that we got together and visited for a while. Other times I just stop myself early on and remind myself how lucky I am to have the choice to be miserable when I wake up because I WOKE UP. Sometimes I call He Who Loves All Things Wicked and he tells me he loves me. Sometimes my 17 year old throws me over his shoulder like I am a rag doll and makes me laugh. Sometimes I just look in the mirror and laugh at my monstrous nose. Then I remind myself that I must love it because it looks so fucking cute on my daughter. Sometimes I crank up some really lively tunes and dance and sing until I can't feel my legs but I'm sure I feel better. All of this is leading to one thing. I control it, as do you, I can wallow in it or I can choose to move myself past it. It's just a day.


That's it for tonight boys and girls. I will be away for a good portion of the day tomorrow. Please do leave your comments and I will moderate as soon as I get home. I will also make my rounds to all of you when I get home.