My Maine Squeeze(s)
Posted by Jenny on 06/30/08 in Daily, Friends, Photos, SD1000
This weekend my friends Danielle, Murf, David and I went to Maine. The trip started out fabulously in that I had already ingested a bottle of champagne by the time the crew picked me up. Champagne + me = silly.
Things I do while under the influence of champagne:
Unsuccessfully try to find bottles of Maine’s own Poland Springs Club Soda in a Maine convenience store and exclaim at the top of my lungs “Where’s the Poland Springs at? C’mon! Isn’t that what it means to be from Maine?!”
Or maybe buy a $1 scratch ticket only because it was so ugly, I felt bad for it:
Over the weekend the whole crew of us made some really important discoveries. And now this is the portion of the blog where I show you.
“What does a $15 bag of cherries look like?” you might ask. Well lucky for you, I not only know, but have a photo for you.
It is a rather unremarkable bag of fruit, so maybe you can appreciate the horror in our faces as we checked out at the supermarket.
Or if the cherries aren’t interesting, maybe you would like to know what rocket balloons look like.
Luckily I have a photo of the ever adorable David and a sad excuse for a rocket balloon RIGHT HERE:
David wasn’t so good at blowing up the balloons. He was only good at breaking the pump that they came with, but we love him anyway.
So maybe the balloons can’t hold your attention. What about a label for idiots?
“Sit down child while I julienne your marshmallows. Please be sure to have NO FUN while eating them. Thanks.”
Next up I have something I know everyone will enjoy discovering the answer to. I mean, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve asked myself “Gee, what would it look like I filled a tommy gun with tequila?”
The answer, my friends, is “awesome”.
Awesome and HOURS of tequila fueled fun. For instance:
Or perhaps:
(Things to note about that picture and why it is especially awesome: tequila filled tommy gun of course, Taboo in the background, my LUNGE, and Dink’s FACE.)
I’m not really sure where else to go with this entry, so I leave you with THIS, the perfect ending to any weekend get-away and blog recap:
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Hooker | Jun 30, 2008 | Reply
I really thought that photo was an old 8th grade one or something. The one of you lunging.
Ew lunging.
Jenny | Jun 30, 2008 | Reply
Yeah, in sweats and a messed up ponytail I look about 12. LUNGE.
kim | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
i love tabooooo! do you have the “XXL edition” over there? with the little puppet to explain things?
PS: why is the tequila gun full in all the shots though? or does it just look like it is?
Catherine | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
A couple of months ago, I picked up a bag of grapes at the supermarket and didn’t pay a lot of attention when I was checking out. I walked into the hair dresser next door where my husband was getting his hair cut, still perusing the receipt. Then suddenly, I yelled at the top of my lungs, “HOLY FUCKBALLS, I just paid $7.00 for GRAPES.” It is a measure of just how high food prices actually are that the woman with a 4-year old standing right next to me didn’t admonish me for my language, but rather exclaimed, “I know, isn’t it insane?”
That said, $15 for a bag of fucking cherries is a whole nother thing altogether.
murf | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
i just called SHADS.
they are on the way.
Jenny | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
PROBLEM? SOLVED. SERVICES? PROVIDED.
Accidentally Me | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
I love the lunge…very Charlie’s Angels. Minus the feathers. And plus the tequila.
danielle | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
i am gross.
we are gross.
we lunge.
the lunging started at a dunkin donuts, don’t be fooled. the same dunkies that had rice on the pizza.
ah maine, so fun.
Jenny | Jul 1, 2008 | Reply
“What do you think about this?”
“OOOHHHHHHH” *steals*