{"id":2439,"date":"2012-04-25T07:00:31","date_gmt":"2012-04-25T14:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.streamdoubletrouble.com\/?p=2439"},"modified":"2012-04-25T12:27:26","modified_gmt":"2012-04-25T19:27:26","slug":"winecone-wednesday-all-out-edition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/streamoftheconscious.com\/winecone-wednesday-all-out-edition\/","title":{"rendered":"Winecone Wednesday \u2013 All Out Edition"},"content":{"rendered":"
I wrote it all down. And then I deleted it. Because sometimes you just need a fresh start. Or ice cream. I\u2019ve been clicking refresh for hours now. I think I\u2019ve reached the end of the interwebs.<\/p>\n
<Gasp><\/em> The world is flat and it\u2019s 72 dpi. The game is up!<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n I would never ever NEVER winecone The Bloggess. Because she is awesome; she totally belongs in the smackaroos below. And actually, I\u2019m pretty sure she would have plenty of winecones of her own to throw. Hey Jenny! Wanna parktake in some winecones? It\u2019s awesomely cathartic.<\/p>\n So. For the actual winecone: CNN. The news channel invited our favorite blogger (aside from the Nervous Tic folks of course) to speak about politics and parenting on the air<\/a>. They have clearly never read her blog.<\/p>\n At the end of the interview, producers (thinking they were so never booking *this* guest again) asked why on EARTH she thought it was okay to discuss her \u201cLady Garden\u201d on national news. (Never mind postulating on the zombie apocalypse). \u201cWell, because you wouldn\u2019t let me say vagina. Duh.\u201d Jenny responded matter-of-factly.<\/p>\n THAT is how you throw a winecone folks.<\/p>\n **********<\/p>\n My system is incapable of comprehending how something like love can possibly end \u2026 something that has allowed me to experience unmitigated joy and elation the likes of which I only thought existed in movies and romantic poetry penned in another age \u2026 or if it can then so too must the world end.<\/p>\n Editor\u2019s note: Heartache is hard. There is no explanation that ever makes sense. And when you feel like you\u2019ve been punched in the stomach and your world is in a tailspin. Wine helps. And so do tears. Wine up. Throw things. Find a friend and collapse in their arms. Friends who make you smile are key.<\/em><\/p>\n **********<\/p>\n This was the first week my daughter would’ve started full days at preschool and instead we get sick. So here’s to no more germs. That’s definitely what I’d like Wineconed next Wednesday.<\/p>\n Editor\u2019s note: Clearly the germs aren\u2019t getting the message. We\u2019re gonna have to step up our game. Winecones of the most anti-microbial and antibioticals possible. And also \u2013 preschool is just one big petri dish. Sigh\u2026we\u2019re gonna need more wine. And Nyquil. (Not a sponsored endorsement.)<\/em><\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n This Northern California weather. My god \u2013 this weather. I love this. (Dear Mother Nature, please don\u2019t start raining now just because I said that.)<\/p>\n But the biggest kisses this week go to the newest contributing writers at A Nervous Tic Motion<\/a> \u2013 Cubicle Views and Sisyphus \u2013 bring more male perspective to the party alongside Adam. (Guess they tired of just surreptitiously submitting winecones. Don\u2019t think you\u2019re getting off that easy, boys!) And also to the amazing group of writers that makes up this site.<\/p>\n As Elle said, it\u2019s perfect. Even if we\u2019re just amusing ourselves here. Because we\u2019re so awesome we might blow up.<\/p>\n \u2018Till next week, winecones and kisses!<\/p>\n *Leave your Winecones in the comments or email us at anervousticmotion1@gmail.com<\/a>\u00a0or tricia@streamoftheconscious.com<\/a> and we\u2019ll add yours next week!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I wrote it all down. And then I deleted it. Because sometimes you just need a fresh start. Or ice cream. I\u2019ve been clicking refresh for hours now. I think I\u2019ve reached the end of the interwebs. <Gasp> The world … Continue reading