operation dumb blonde
August 7th, 2008 @ 10:18 pm | blonde moments | Post a CommentI almost forgot — I have a blog! Maybe perhaps you would like an update? I have been forgetting things left and right lately. Well, not so much forgetting, but — take tonight, for example. I got my hair cut after work, then did some shopping (bought the branch hooks and some elbow-length knit shirts, both items have been lingering on my wish list) and hopped on the Metro to go home. Granted, it’s not my usual stop, but it’s not like I’ve never gotten myself home from Chinatown before. But OOPS. I missed my transfer, and ended up at the Pentagon. The wait was super long for the next yellow line train so I just took the blue line all the way over the hill and through the woods… and about 87 stops and a few near-vomits later I was home. So, yeah, my brain is a little bit gone these days.
Perhaps you read elsewhere that I hosted a little blogger party at my house last weekend. It was super fun, and if I didn’t invite you, I swear it was an accident. See forgetfulness above. (Really, I am all about being inclusive. Sharing the love and all that.) But anyway, somehow after a bottle of vodka and several bottles of wine (and I mean collectively here. I am not THAT big of a lush) I ended up locking myself out of the house whilst saying goodbye to everyone.
I had a key to the screen door, but not to the inner door, the one that was locked. Luckily, my screen door key also works at my back door, so it was just a matter of getting into the back yard to get to the back door. Sounds easy enough, except that I live in a rowhouse, so in order to get to my back door I have to:
- Walk to the other end of my street, turn the corner.
- Walk halfway up this street and enter an alley way.
- (Have I mentioned I sort of live in the ‘hood?)
- Walk all the way back into the alley, which snakes around into several twists and turns and gets darker and leafier and sketchier as you go.
- Yes, THIS alley. With the cheetah.
- Find something tall to stand on, like a trash can.
- Hop the fence.
- Open the back door.
No problem, right?! The completely nice and lovely (and hardened Baltimore resident) Jen kindly insisted that she would come with me to try to break into my own house. Everyone else had already left, and it was me and Jen and potentially a cheetah and also murderers, drug dealers, and rapists. NO BIGGIE.
So we get about 3/4 into the alley when it gets completely dark and we think we hear a rustling noise. Obviously, we squeal and run away right on back out of the alley. For the record, Jen totally kept her cool. I probably did most of the squealing and running.
Thank god about this time my husband calls and says he is almost home. I freed sent Jen on her way and husband and I went back into the alley armed with a wind-up flashlight and a nine iron. I KNEW there was a reason we kept the golf clubs in the trunk permanently.
Thankfully, I think our squealing probably scared off whatever homeless drug dealer murderers live in my alley, and husband was able to hop the fence and bust us into the house just fine.
I believe that the moral of the story is: Maybe I should get a new key for the front door. And also? My blogfriends totally have my back.
Happy Friday to all. Come back soon so I can tell you all about my experiment in making bacon rice krispie treats and how 5 out of 7 bloggers dared to eat them. Would you?
I’d probably dare to eat one. I work at a store that sells these bacon chocolate bars (http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/product/bacon_exotic_candy_bar/exotic_ candy_bars) and I’ve been avoiding trying them, for fear that I might actually like them and then have to eat them. Haha.
written by Angela
August 8th, 2008 @ 12:24 am
Funny story….Thanks goodness for friends….But one question Missy. Why doesn’t your lovely hubby have a key to his own house? ;p
written by Dish
August 8th, 2008 @ 6:04 am
Sounds like a lovely little get-together. And what’s a dinner party without some adventure? At least it wasn’t your guests providing the drama.
written by Nilsa
August 8th, 2008 @ 9:12 am
speaking of bacon rice krispies treats - send me the recipe? they were delish
written by heidi
August 8th, 2008 @ 9:19 am
I really need to learn to be more scared of potential murderers, especially since I live in the homicide capital of the US. But I really only get scared when I’m at home in the woods in New Jersey, thinking about all the witches and werewolves and chainsaw killers that are probably lurking in the forrest.
And the bacon rice crispie treats were pretty darn good.
written by Operation Pink Herring
August 8th, 2008 @ 9:23 am
i third the, why doesn’t your husband have a key to the house questions.
and bacon? makes EVERYTHING better. i’d totally try bacon rice krispie treats. right now i put bacon in a ziplock bag and eat it as a snack… it’s especially wonderful as a snack to sneak into the movies. okay, i don’t usually tlel people that because it sounds weird but bacon is SOOO good! off to have breakfast
written by notsojenny
August 8th, 2008 @ 9:27 am
OPH told me about your breaking-in adventure! I am just surprised that the story doesn’t include you being beset by hordes of neighborhood cats, which I so neglected to mention in my recap.
Regardless, it was lots of fun! Next time next year, right?
written by RA
August 8th, 2008 @ 9:43 am
WAY TO GO, JEN(!!!) for attempting to help you get to your WAY DIFFICULT TO REACH back door. (And wow, that is an extremely long/circuitous route!)
I was one of the wussies who didn’t eat a Bacon Rice Krispie Treat! You want to know the real reason? I haven’t eaten bacon in something, like, 7 years. (I know it was before I went vegetarian back in my early 20s.) Even though I eat meat again now, I still haven’t had bacon. Since there was already so many other yummy-licious treat on offer, I decided to bypass it once again!
(Also? I understand about the Blue Line. I take it to work, but I do feel like I’m going out of my way since it makes a big curve to get to Arlington Cemetery and such. I could take the Yellow, but then I’d have a longer walk to work from the Gallery Place stop. I do that sometimes when it’s a nice day outside, though.)
written by Zandria
August 8th, 2008 @ 10:31 am
Oh man! Things got crazy after I left. I suppose that is good though, because I would have been screaming and crying if I was in the dark alley. I may be the biggest baby on the planet!
Anyway, thanks again for hosting the party! I had a really great time
written by Jackie
August 8th, 2008 @ 10:50 am
A flashlight and a nine iron - ha! I love it.
Umm, so you know how we’ve been planning me a trip to the DC? And now you are having these awesome blog dinners? So we need to coordinate the two events, yes?
Because as I’ve mentioned once or twice or seventy times on RA’s blog - I am J.E.A.L.O.U.S!!
written by elise
August 8th, 2008 @ 10:50 am
Zan — don’t worry I am so not judging you, I promise
As for the key — I should clarify. Neither of us have a key for the inside door. I dunno if we ever got one? We just never lock that door. Don’t worry, we still have a deadbolt, iron bars, etc on the other door. It’s not like I am inviting in the riff raff.
RA — the cats! I thought about blogging about them too, but ended up leaving it out. But yeah — the neighborhood strays were in full effect that night too, begging for our tasty food. I just love my neighborhood sometimes! lol
written by janet
August 8th, 2008 @ 10:53 am
elise! you are so invited. you know this. any time sister!
written by janet
August 8th, 2008 @ 10:55 am
Who doesn’t love bacon? Who doesn’t love rice krispie treats??? Sounds like a match made in heaven.
written by Larissa
August 8th, 2008 @ 12:05 pm
oh man i don’t think i’d be able to handle a dark alley by myself, haha. i’m such a wuss. and as for bacon rice krispie treats…i’m not quite sure how i feel about that one yet.
written by katelin
August 8th, 2008 @ 1:31 pm
I would so try them! Where did you get the recipe from?
written by Lacey Bean
August 8th, 2008 @ 1:35 pm
I KNOW you didn’t just use ‘bacon’ and ‘rice krispie treats’ in the same sentence. Right?
Also: I WISH I LIVED NEAR YOU SO I COULD COME TO YOUR BLOGGER PARTIES!
Someday, we will meet. (Take that as a threat if you must, LOL)
written by Jen
August 8th, 2008 @ 4:51 pm
I’m glad you have the skillz to break into your own home. Awesome!
Bacon rice krispies?? Hmmmmm….I would try anything once. I think.
written by Lindsey
August 9th, 2008 @ 10:29 pm
J,
After living in the original murder capital of the USA, NOLA, I am surprised that you are scared of your corner of D.C. I’m worried— I have a really good used set of golf clubs that I can send you and if you want, since D.C. changed the gun rules I can teach you to shoot the next time I’m in D.C.
BUT, more importantly, your post today spoke about the most wonderful dish I have ever heard of: BACON RICE CRISPY TREATS. I love bacon– I can eat a pound at a time (Michelle can confirm that) and I love rice crispy treats ( I make them for breakfast snack). Put the two of them together and you have pure genius!
Please send me the recipe.
Say hi to everyone,
Mr.Cheetos
written by Mr. Cheetos
August 11th, 2008 @ 11:37 pm
Hi Janet! Thanks for still checking in on my blog after all of this time! (I deleted my Gmail account and thought Blogger would forward any comments to my Yahoo, but it didn’t - so I just happened upon your comment this morning. Note to self: check blog every few minutes from now on in case I get any more comments.)
You metro transfer story hits close to home. I am back to metroing to work these days and the other morning while I was waiting at Rosslyn, I had a total brain fart. I thought “Stupid orange line is 5 minutes from now? Ugh.” So blue comes and goes, and then I realize “Oh my god, I’m going to WORK, not going home and I needed that train.” So I stood there like an idiot while the orange also came and went, and then finally another blue. (I’ll blame it on it being early in the morning.)
And in other news… LAST NIGHT MY BOYFRIEND ASKED ME TO MARRY HIM!!!!!!!! Holy crap! (I said yes, of course.)
I think I may start blogging again because I do love to write. We’ll see!
written by LiberalBanana
August 12th, 2008 @ 8:01 am
That’s what he said
written by Alli
August 12th, 2008 @ 9:17 am
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written by Alli
August 12th, 2008 @ 9:17 am
I love your posts even when you don’t post for a while.
So it’s all good.
I don’t post that often anymore, but I hope ppl still lurve me
written by Julie
August 13th, 2008 @ 11:18 am
How’d I miss this one? And I’m in the same area??
written by Abbie
August 15th, 2008 @ 8:42 pm
lol… this sounds like something that would happen to me.
It doesn’t look like we’re going to move to DC after all, and I am saddest because I won’t get to join your blogger parties.
written by Melissa
August 17th, 2008 @ 2:37 pm
I so wish I’d been at the blogger meet up. You know I would have been front and center with my awesome ex-New Yorker break in skillz!
written by Laurel
August 17th, 2008 @ 9:34 pm