Fun Friday: Party Aftermath

Margie: Edna, that's the last par-tay you'll ever talk me into. I never saw such a mess in my life. I'm not cleaning all this up. It looks like a swarm of locusts came through here.

There's not a scrap of food left, all the Special tea is gone, and somebody even stole my bottle of cough medicine. Lordy, my head hurts. And, to top it all off, I found some bloomers hanging in the bathroom and they don't belong to me or you!

Edna: Margie, please stop shrieking at me, my head hurts too. You know, I thought our guests would be much better behaved than that. Maybe putting "clothing optional" on the invitation attracted the wrong sort of crowd...

I just can't clean anything until I feel better. I'm going back to bed with my hot water bottle and a bicarbonate of soda, you can just cool your jets until I recover.

Margie: Oh no, Edna, no bed until I'm finished with you. You just had to convince Silly Willy and Fluffy to bring their cotton candy machine. There is so much cotton candy all over the kitchen that I can't even make my coffee.

Let's talk about Miss Lidian. She got into your hope chest and cut all the ads out of your magazines that you've been saving since 1930. I found her droppings in the trash can.

When I tell you what Cousin T has done then we may as well both go back to bed.

Edna: Oh Lord, do I even want to know what that boy did? I told you to cut him off after that 4th cup of special tea! You know, Miss Maitri brought her pugs along to the party, and they were much better behaved than our human guests.

Margie, was I hallucinating or did I see Miss Fashiona dancing with Jensen Ackles while wearing a pair of these?

Edna: I honestly don't remember much that happened after Rich started that conga line. The rest of the party is kind of a blur...

Margie: The pugs were well-behaved for sure. Edna, that was Rich wearing Fashiona's shoes. Frankly, I wouldn't be caught dead in those things.

You think Dbalcer is sweet? I caught her on the porch steps with a jug of milk and she'd swiped our stash of Oreos.

Cousin T wins the prize, Edna. That boy has put up all our Christmas decorations. Lordy, where's my bed?

Edna: Our Christmas decorations? Oh thank goodness, I thought those blinking lights I kept seeing were pixies. My lands, what a party.

You know, Dbalcer is asleep on the couch, and I spotted kricka passed out in the front yard. Should we wake them up to help us clean? Miss Amy said she'd help us clean too, but we have to pay her in bacon.

Margie: Yes, Edna, wake them up. When the house is clean then wake me up. Tell Amy to kiss my bacon!

Night.

Have you met Miss Lidian?

The Virtual Dime Museum

Margie: Edna, I never lie so I must admit that I believe I've become a blog addict. I get up of a morning, make my coffee, and start reading blogs.

I love visiting other countries, looking at all the beautiful jewelry, and reading what's going on in other people's lives. One of my favorites is that blog by Lidian. I don't think that's her real name though. She probably uses an alias to stop people like you from snooping in her business.

Anyway, I love her Virtual Dime Museum. My word, those ads of hers take me back in time. You probably don't even know what a dime museum is since you lay abed all day. Lazy bones.

Edna: That is just like you, praising someone else and then insulting your own kin. How about this, Margie? If you're so keen on telling the truth, why don't you let our readers know just exactly how old you are. Go ahead, I'll wait.

Margie: Edna, I'll tell you my age when Hades freezes over. I much prefer reading at the lovely museum to talking to you. You're a nitwit.

Edna: I knew it folks, she'll never completely tell the truth. She's lying about me being a nitwit. Although I will give her this, I agree completely about that Miss Lidian and her blogs. She's a mighty entertaining blogger, and I just love going over to the Virtual Dime Museum. Her Kitchen Retro blog is wonderful, as well. You can tell she does her homework, and she comes up with some obscure, but still very interesting, topics.

Margie, I'll tell you the truth, I'm glad you decided to talk about Miss Lidian today. She truly is one of my favorite bloggers, and that's no lie.

Margie: That statement makes you only a half-wit, Edna. You know a good blog when I find one. I love obscure topics because you're so obscure.

Go to bed, Edna.

Kitchen Retro

The Kitchen Sink Post

Edna: Margie, take a look at these messages from some of our fellow bloggers. We've been tagged to do a book tag, and we've won a few more awards. Let's blog about that today!

Margie: That's wonderful, Edna. I love all our fellow bloggers. They are such thoughtful folks.

Edna: Aren't they? We got tagged by Cactus Jack Splash and his owner to do the book tag. My goodness Margie, he surely is a handsome horse! Well-spoken, too.

These are the rules of the book tag:

• Grab the nearest book.
• Open the book to page 56.
• Find the fifth sentence.
• Post the text of the next two to five sentences.
• Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book or the intellectual one. Pick the Closest.
• Tag five people to do the same. (We opted not to do this.)

Edna: Now, here's the book I have closest to hand: Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fourth Edition (DSM-IV). I know that must seem like heavy reading for such a sweet old lady, but let me tell you folks: something is wrong with that doggone sister of mine, and I aim to find out what!

Here's the fifth through seventh sentences on page 56: "The most common associated feature of Expressive Language Disorder in younger children is Phonological Disorder. There may also be a disturbance in fluency and language formulation involving an abnormally rapid rate and erratic rhythm of speech and disturbances in language structure ("cluttering"). When Expressive Language Disorder is acquired, additional speech difficulties are also common and may include motor articulation problems, phonological errors, slow speech, syllable repetitions, and monotonous intonation and stress patterns."

Well shoot, that won't help me find out what's wrong with Margie. I'd best keep reading, there's got to be something in here about "Pain-in-the-tushie disorder."

What book are you reading, Margie?

Margie: I'm reading Jack Knife, Edna. It's all about time travelers trying to stop Jack the Ripper. I must say, though, that page 56 is a short page and the only sentence doesn't have much to do with the book.

Edna: That surely sounds interesting, and that's not something I often say when I'm talking about you. Why don't you still share what's on page 56 with our readers? You've got me curious, too.

Margie: "He tipped the corner of the certificate into the candle's flame. The paper caught, and he let it burn to within an inch of his fingers before he dropped it into the empty chamber pot."

Edna: Now I'm intrigued; you take good care of that book, I want to read it next.

We also got a whole heap of awards recently. I am so happy that people love us so much, but we just can't choose anyone to pass this along to. It seems unfair since there are so many bloggers that we love.

Maitri from Magic and Moments at Dragonfly Cottage and Lidian from Kitchen Retro each gave us the "I heart your blog" award.

Sweet Maitri also gave us the Butterfly Award and the My Favorite Blog award.

Angie from In Pursuit of Fulfillment gave us the Uber-Amazing Blog award.

Thank you very much, ladies!