I'm invited to a Grey Gardens birthday party this Friday! Want to come, too? It's in an Atlanta suburb.
You can stay at my place and sleep on the La-Z-Boy.
How can your resist it?
I'll try to remember to bring my camera and will take some photos.
Check out the funny evite my crazy friend Jeffrey (kc met him) wrote.
http://www.evite.com/pages/invite/viewInvite.jsp?event=PMQRBLSMQVLROZFPYNBH&inviteId=ZFCBDDGUIMRERVPTYUTE&showResponse=&sortOrder=&responseToExpand=yes
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Awesome! Wish I could be there. DON'T FORGET YOUR CAMERA! How many tiny notepads do you think he'll get or signs that say The Great Puppeteer Big Jeffrey?
Where are the pictures, Rush?!
OK, go look at my usually empty blog:
http://rushamy.blogspot.com/
for photos of the party!
Wow. You looked absolutely terrific. Honestly.
Yes, you did look absolutely terrific! I wish I could have heard you talk and sing. Hehe. I especially enjoy the pantyhose and the fuschia shoes (an assertive hue!). You're such a closet femme, dear.
I am NOT a closet femme! I borrowed those shoes the day of the party, thankyouverymuch!
Oh, we had such a wonderful time. Mother darling, especially. Honestly.
I do like to dress in drag on occasion. Anytime I wear anything but pants I feel like I'm in drag.
I think the last time I wore hose was at my dad's funeral, almost 7 years ago.
I just loved how everyone got into it, especially the hosts. Thanks for checking it out - this movie was in perfect timing for the party!
OK, sweetheart, you "borrowed" them. But you looked a little too awesome in them, if you know what I mean. Hehe
I'm quite sure it's been longer than seven years since I've worn pantyhose.
Gosh, it's only been a few months since I wore hose.
I'd love to see you in some pantyhose, Ben! I bet you have great legs!
Ben is a closet femme, too, minus the closet.
My legs are not too bad for a fat guy.
I had to wear white hose to sing at a Lutheran church service in December. It was actually my first time in hose. And it was the first time I had ever sung at a Lutheran service.
My favorite part of the service was the king. He was an enormous man and very tall (probably about 6'9") and had hair the color of yours, Amy. He wore a floor-length robe that must have been made especially for him.
My quartet sang "The Twelve Days of Christmas," accompanied by a jester and a little boy acting out the words, and "Gaudete," with myself singing the solo verses (I had a cheat sheet in my hand with the first words of each phrase because I kept forgetting which verse was which -- I don't sing in Latin much anymore).
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