Friday, June 11, 2010

The Gymnasium: One, Small, Tiny, Favor

****TUESDAY JUNE 15--

I realize no one hardly cares about The World Cup even though it is the largest sporting event in the world but if there is anyone who is interested the latest scores are updated and today.....

                             BRAZIL vs. KOREA DPR at 2:15pm.  

                                                       2-1

Did anyone catch the Portugal match against Côte d'Ivoire this morning? Pretty boy Ronaldo was yellow carded! {Updated pictures}****


****Scores are updated below****

Cocaine Princess here. 


....Last week I posted The Gymnasium and I ended it with one bang of a cliff-hanger:

Good grief I hadn't even thought about that! I let out a deep sigh followed by a groan. My relaxing day of "me time" was postponed and instead I would be spending the entire Saturday in a gymnasium gluing pasta shells onto construction paper.

My lovelies I present to you The Gymnasium: Part 2.





 So what was happening in the gymnasium and what was I volunteering for? There's a community charity that raises money to help send kids to summer camp whose families can't afford. Great cause, right? You buy a breakfast plate cooked by volunteers and of course "A" was one of them and all proceeds go to the charity. Most of the students at "A's" school would be in the gym hanging out doing activities.

I offered to write a cheque but apparently in sister’s mind that wasn’t enough.  I must also “put in the time and effort.” You know it days like that when I sometimes wonder if maybe Valentina’s theory of “A” being switched at birth could possibly be correct. I just don’t get her sometimes.


On that Saturday I was up bright and early and ready to enrich and nurture the lives of the younger generation!  I was standing in the kitchen leaning against the counter drinking a glass of juice when sister came up to me and said she has – get this– one, small, tiny, favor, Yes those were her exact words. And what was her one, small, tiny, favor?

Are you ready for it? You sure? Okay, here it comes.......

A: Please be nice to Poodle Lady.

I just about choked on my juice.

Me: What?! Don’t tell me she’s going to be there?

A: I can't say for sure she will be but you know the way she is. If there’s some type of event in the neighborhood you know she’s bound to attend.

Me: Of course she has too, she’s a busy-body and not to mention a crazy loon.

A: And that brings me to something else. Can you please refrain from calling her names in front of the kids. It’s bad enough they call her Mental Lady Of The Neighborhood.{MLOTN}

Oh my goodness! I nearly spat my juice out from giggling so hard. And oh boy did I ever giggle. It was the first time I had ever heard that nickname. Mental Lady Of The Neighborhood. Got to hand it to those clever little lambs.....THEY NAILED IT! 


Me: What do you want me to do if the kids see her and begin talking about her?

Again, in a very authoritative tone I was given specific instructions on how to deal, if the situation arose.

A: Whatever you do: do not encourage the conversation but do try to quickly steer the conversation into another direction.

Sister gave me a quick and brief rundown of the latest things they were into and what their favorite books, movies, music, and TV shows were and to ask them questions about that. After, she repeated the question again on whether or not I would be “nice” to, well, you know who.



Me: Define the word “nice.”

A: I’m not going to define the word. You know what it means. I don’t want you being rude to her and I don’t want you talking back to her.


I gave her a kind of look that meant what the hell? Are you serious?

Me: Have you forgotten about what happened at the petition meeting?

A: She’s an old woman-

I cut her off.



Me: Then she belongs in a nursing HOME.

Although I am quite positive the minute she gets checked into one the staff will realize there’s been a horrible mistake and their latest patient belongs in a psychiatric hospital instead. Sister continued where I cut her off.

A: She’s an old woman and if she says something you know she doesn’t really mean it, darling

Me: Let me ask you a question: is there something you need to tell me about yourself and Poodle Lady-

A: She has a proper name so can you please stop calling her that?

Me: Oh right, so sorry. Is there something you need to tell me about yourself and Mental Lady Of The Neighborhood- did you and her suddenly become best friends?

A: No darling, but do you really want to cause a scene in the middle of the gymnasium for everyone to see?

Me: What do you want me to do if she comes right up into my face and starts yapping her nonsense at me or asking me stupid questions? 


I could already see her lipstick smeared all over her front teeth.

A: You ignore her.

Me: Then she’s going to accuse me of being deaf like the last time. A “deaf atheist” if I recall, which I’m neither of.

A: Then just let whatever she says roll off of you, okay?

At this precise moment I blew a tiny raspberry and said:


Me: No. It’s not okay. There’s only so much a human being can take so why should I have to put up with her?

A: It’s called being the bigger person.



Good God in heaven! I was seriously about to lose it at that point that I calmly had to count backwards from 10 to 1 as her words 'it’s called being the bigger person' echoed in my head. I hate it when she throws those words at me. Very calmly and after taking a couple of deep breaths I said:

Me: I have been “nice” to that woman. I have been hospitable to that woman even when she accused me of not being hospitable. I have held my tongue in every time she opens her mouth and says something insane to me and I have been the bigger person every time I have come in contact with her and you know what? I’m tired of it.

The conversation went on for several more minutes. I will say this: more than anybody else on the face of this planet MLOTN has been the cause of so many disagreements between “A” and I. We just cannot seem to agree when it comes to her. Hell we can’t even agree to disagree! I simply refuse to see sister’s point of view and perhaps some of you are siding with her and if that’s the case, well that’s fine. You are completely free to choose whomever you think is right. But just so you know, those of you who did side with her, you don’t receive any of my hugs and kisses this week and I will simply refer to you as my un-lovelies

To Be Continued..... 


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Today is Friday June 11th 2010. You know what the means, right? The official start of the 2010 World Cup!!!!! I can tell all my lovelies are excited about soccer......yes that was sarcasm.

More than 700 of the greatest soccer players will take part in the World Cup which is held every 4 years. This year’s game will be played in South Africa in 10 different stadiums. The official song for the games is sung by that cutie pie hip shaker. 32 teams are competing. The first 2 matches today are:
                                                                    
                                                                 South Africa vs. Mexico

1-1

Uruguay vs. France
1-1

SATURDAY JUNE 12th

Korea Republic vs. Greece
2-0

Argentina vs. Nigeria
1-0

England vs. USA
1-1

SUNDAY JUNE 13th

Algeria vs. Slovenia
0-1

Serbia vs. Ghana
 0-1

Germany vs. Australia 
4-0

MONDAY JUNE 14th

Netherlands vs Denmark
2-0

Japan vs. Cameroon
1-0

Italy vs Paraguay
1-1

TUESDAY JUNE 15th

New Zealand vs. Slovakia
1-1

Côte d'Ivoire vs. Portugal
0-0


BRAZIL vs. Korea DPR



Right about now I bet you’re asking, hmm what team is the Princess rooting for? Colombia you say.......You’re wrong. Colombia didn’t qualify this year but even if they did when it comes to soccer I've always rooted for BRAZIL BABY! BRAZIL! See my flag below, which I will be proudly displaying.


And here are my cute shorts.


I’ll be proudly wearing those on June 15th when Brazil plays North Korea. 

I picked up another Brazil item a few days ago while I was in the city......a brand new jacket to go with my shorts.  






Coca Cola is even feeling World Cup Fever:




The Coca-Cola Company is selling their popular drink Coke in the shape of little soccer balls.  The one to the left {white} is Diet Coke and the one on the left is Coca-Cola Classic. Hmm, if only Dr. Diet came out with something for the World Cup.
 

Oh yeah, guess who’s rooting for the team across the pond?


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What else is happening this weekend? HBO’s most awesomest show “TRUE BLOOD” returns for a 3rd season on Sunday.  Can’t wait! Those of you who are fans: if you recall season 2 ended with "Bill proposing to Sookie but was kidnapped before he could hear her say yes leaving fans wondering who is the kidnapper? Whoever kidnapped Bill was wearing gloves to brandish the silver chain, so could it be that other vampire, Eric, since the Queen had instructed him to take care of Bill earlier before the southern dead man exposed their v-dealing shenanigans?"
 
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And now for 2 totally unrelated things:

The day I bought my little shorty-shorts I also picked up a pair of red stilettos I saw in the same store. They were too cute to pass up. 
 
 
The day I picked up the soccer drink bottles, directly across from the Coke was this:


Arnold Palmer Half & Half Iced Team Lemonade. It was selling quite well in the store!


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My loyal and dear readers it's finally FRIDAY!!

Whatever your plans are have a superb weekend. -x


XOXOXOXO
Cocaine Princess 

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