The beautiful KassyK decided to make a last minute visit to DC this weekend and rang me up. She swung by my house, and we got the party started.
A very unfortunate accident the evening before involving a shattered blender and a string of expletives made pineapple margaritas impossible, so I decided to improvise. Who knew raspberry vodka, tonic and thawed out frozen berries could lead to so much fun?
These sweet drinks lead to:
* A night filled with shots…so many shots.
* Us calling up LivIt LuvIt, her joining, and an obscene amount of dancing.
* A lot of drunk-dialing, texting and other various embarrassments that were discovered the next morning
* Kassy and I falling asleep in the same bed and…me spooning her. Can you blame me? She is very cuddly. Also, she is very understanding and sweetly told me the next morning that she woke up and my leg was wrapped around her…but she thought it was funny. Phew…
What have we learned from this, kids? Every day is an opportunity to take in a lesson and I think I learned a few that night. Some lessons from that evening: 1. too many fruity drinks make you act like a silly girl; 2. I may have found two women that love to dance as much as I do and 3. I really need to stop sharing beds with my friends, as this is the second pal in as many months I have spooned as they innocently slept. Just call me the Renegade Spooner…
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Next time, I shall be the peanut butter in the KassyK/Lemmonex sandwich.
I see many, many more boobalicious black-out nights in our future…
<3
Oh, I see much shenanigans, no doubt. Hopefully, I will not yell at anyone about pizza next time. Don’t mess with a hungry drunk girl!
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Ooooh boy. Sweet alcohol never ends well. And a renegade spooner is better than a starfish sleeper.
Yeah, it is never good. Usually why I stick to bourbon gingers…that being said, Kass liked the cuddle.
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Hmmm… now if Sandra Lee were going to name that cocktail… OK nevermind, I won’t go there!
Haha! The “You will have no idea how you ended up in bed with this person” cocktail?
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Thank you for the lovely visual!! As a spooner myself, I must congratulate your spooning tastes.
She is very cute, but it is strictly platonic. I have a very strong “no canoodling with people I really like” policy. Yes, I realize that is backwards.
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So does one replace the entire blender? Or can you just procure that part as a replacement?
I have to buy a new blender thingy…a hardware store should have one or the internets. There was glass EVERYWHERE and of course, I was bare foot.
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So how about some more details? Like, what was worn by each participant at the time of said spooning? And what did you do with your mattress-side arm?
Yeah, this wasn’t meant for stroke material, more an entertaining tale. It was very PG.
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I regard tonic water in the same way you regard coconut.
Interesting…it was actually diet tonic, truth be told, but I know that does not make a difference. I have never heard of anyone not liking tonic. You are a true original, Peter.
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“And what did you do with your mattress-side arm?”
Ahhh, the Mallrats quandary. A good question for sure. Brody could never find a place to put his.
He spells it Brodie. Don’t screw up Jason Lee trivia, pal. He is on my short list.
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A PG rated, post drunk dance spoon. Thats what I call a good night. Good to see there is some quality talent running a muck through the streets of D.C. Strong work!
Such a random night…that ended so tenderly.
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Sure its all fun and drunk dialing games until someone looses an eye, followed by a
felonymisdemeanor rap fortargetingstalking thevictimex.http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/10/fashion/weddings/10field.html
Just don’t be that girl.
You can stalk me any day, DF.
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You guys are both hot women! glad you had fun!
Thanks, Zip. We sure did.
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as the unrepentant, manly-man that i am, i’m just not supposed to like spooning. i’m supposed to get some distance between us. i’m supposed to complain that it’s too hot with her all over me. at most, i’m supposed to stoically offer my chest as a resting place for her head.
but fuck all that! i love to spoon. why shouldn’t i? when you spoon, everything is just in the right place.
I used to be much more anti-cuddling…human affection scares me and makes my brain overheat. As I have gotten a bit older, I like it much more. That being said, I sometimes get really hot and need to extract myself. I do love sleeping on a guy’s chest though…le sigh.
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Anytime you need a chest on which to rest your precious little head, lemon…
for you, i’d even shampoo my prodigious chest locks in the finest coconut-scented shampoo available on the market.
you’re not a drooler, are you?
NO COCONUT! You have blown your chance, Lance.
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Touch = oxygen. Well, for me. Spooning’s difficult, though, as a comfy position unless (a) you have a detachable arm, or (b) the spooner-in-front (dang, there has got to be a better way to put that) likes an arm as part of the pillow.
Little known fact about me: I have a detachable arm.
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FYI, Guess who’s #1 on Forbes list of highest paid chefs? Hint it’s your girl with like 18 million.
This makes me die a little bit inside, not going to lie. Why can’t I be a high paid chef?
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The picture illustrating this entry highlights a major difference between the genders. When two women pose for a picture their heads often touch. You will never see that with a picture of two men.
Keen observation…I have never noticed that. Men feel more of a need to assert their heterosexuality? Gay men will touch heads, as will a pic with a woman and a man.
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I dunno, Peter. When I ponder this (not a regular occurrence, admittedly) I don’t think, “Why wouldn’t I?” but rather, “Why would I?” Cranial connection happens or doesn’t, and when I’m in front of the lens usually not – unless it’s a really freaking tight shot, or conveying very close familiarity, at which point it’s just what works. It’s not Straight Assertiveness, it’s just not the automatic maneuver.
Maybe I was just trying to give Kass a sneak peak of what was to come?
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No recipe?
For the drink? It is a vodka tonic with fruit….
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This makes me think of “Tranes, Planes, & Automobiles”, when John Candy and Steve Martin woke up spooning each other in a motel bed they were sharing.
Upon realizing they were not with who they thought they were, they immediately jump up and start talking about manly things, like sports (“How about those Bears?” “Yeah, they’re going to have a hell of a team..hell of a team”).
I wonder what would be the female equivalent in this situation? What would women talk about awkwardly to ensure the other they had no sexual interest in the other?
That’s the thing…we just laughed. Kass knows I am not trying to get in her pants.
Interestingly enough, the other friend I spooned was a gay guy. He has only called me Big Spoon since the incident…this is now my name to him.
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The entire evening sounds incredibly fun – except the spooning. I’m a non-spooner. Can’t sleep! Need space!
Haha, yeah…it gets really warm sometimes, no doubt. And it was a fun, random evening.
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“Confessions of a Renegade Spooner”…
I think we have the title for your first book.
Yes, and all I will confess to is the spooning…
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Thanks for cropping out my long skinny ape arms…they are scary in photos sometimes.
I had a blast and your spooning made my hangover all worthwhile.
Its so nice waking up to a lovely friend tenderly carassing your–
Anywhoo darling, thanks for putting me up and making the drinks and everything.
xo
But of course. And please don’t tell the whole world what I tenderly caressed…
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kassy, i’m going to go out on a limb here, and say that noone has ever been scared by your arms.
and, phil, i think the proper reference to make here is the episode of friends where joey and ross take a nap together and it’s the best nap they’ve ever had; so joey keeps trying to get ross back to his place for another one.
which one of you is joey here? i think it’s lemon. i can see her texting over pictures of fruity, umberlla-laden roofy coladas; trying to tempt kassy back over for another spooning session. be careful when she gets that blender up and running.
I was going to mention that ep of Friends but I didn’t want to be mocked. I don’t need to tempt Kassy..I have plenty of other friends I can spoon…and apparently, I do.
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For some reason I pictured you a bit taller, like 5′7 or 5′8.
Is it the alcohol per se or its fruitiness that brings out your girly spoonableness? And hey, small suggestion for similar posts in the future — call it a “sleepover.” Oh, no reason…
I don’t believe you and Kassy about how much dancing energy you have. Next time I’m back in the DC area, we’ll see who can last longer. Just a fair warning, though: I practice in my room with the lights off, so I’m pretty well trained, I’m not gonna lie…
You and your crew can join me like my harem of teenage slave girls does at my favorite dance club: one on each leg, one behind, and one right in front.
I am almost 5′7…I think the common misconception is Kassy is really short. Also, I am not standing straight. I think it was the Jaeger shots, SoCo and lime shots, the Chocolate Cake shots…etc. that brought out my spooniness.
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Mmm, chocolate cake shots! Sooo, not fruit, but rather alcoholic content. So noted…
Spoonableness? Spooniness? Spoonability? Ok, I like that one. Spoonability. It’s fun to say, too, if a damn nuisance to type. I’ll have to find a good excuse to say it aloud, because saying, “spoonability,” just here in my little office, is just going to make people wonder more than they do already.
Lance, I am really happy I’m not the only one who thought of Friends.
In totally unrelated news, there’s a new record for expensive produce. I mean, I like tomatoes and all, but geez.
It was the first time I had had choc cake shots…we can thank LivItLuvIt for that. Those are the devil’s work.
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Appliance Fix-It has replacement parts for almost all small kitchen appliances. It’s 5 minutes from my house if they have what you need.
I have been a big KassyK fan for quite a while now. I’m hoping she’ll move back here some day.
Oh my gosh, thank you. And I miss Kass a ton…
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Lance–Thank you
Lemmonex & Agnostic—Yep…I am taller than most people think (5′6) from pics…in those heels I think we are both about 5′10.
And the dance party/contest? Its on…set it up. I am so down for that. Hehe.
Barbara–I just caught your comment and I have to say a big thank you. You know I am a big fan of yours too. Its been almost a year since I last saw you…time flies!
Apologies to everyone for abusing smilies…I just cannot get enough of them.
Everyone loves a dance party…and smilies…
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Ok, usually I like to be subtle with my internet innuendo, but:
That’s just hot. Period.
You sound like Paris Hilton. But thanks.
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