An Afternoon with Thoughtsy

This past weekend I once again had the extreme pleasure of meeting up with my friend Thoughtsy from Thoughts Appear.  The last time we met, we were able to experience the majesty of the Ren Fest together, where we had some mead, met a pirate, watched some comedy shows, and just generally enjoyed watching all the crazies walking around the festival grounds. 

This time was not quite as eventful (sadly, no pirates to be had), but still lots of fun.  We decided we would meet up and do a little shopping at this little shop in her hometown, and then go get some vittles at a local pub.  I was really excited to go to her ‘hood so that she could show me the local haunts.  It was set to be a fun experience, no doubt.

So we met at this local establishment called Retro Metro.  This place was totally up my alley.  It had lots of kitschy stuff that was funny, naughty and irreverent.  I loved it!  Here are some of the best finds:

I’m not sure “secret” is the word you are looking for.

This was one of the first things I saw in the shop, so this started off the shopping experience with a bang.  So to speak.

Next we have a plethora of your bacon offerings.  This place really catered to the bacon loving crowd, let me tell ya!

Bacon between your teeth. Um . . . yum?

Great, so I can be hungry for my hour long commute!

Mmmm, bacon.

Who doesn’t?

Yes, please.

And next we have our very own Thoughtsy modelling a very educational and insightful item.  Note:  she is currently taking a sign language class.  Pretty sure they aren’t teaching this stuff:

Naughty!!

This next one was near and dear to my heart, for some reason.

It’s pronounced “Law-yer.”

This next one has my name written all over it.  I need me a Wonder Woman Crunk Cup, yo!  (Psst, my birthday is coming up.  Just sayin’).

Now I just need a gold lasso and invisible plane.

I mean, it’s no pimp cup . . . but it’ll do :

It’s a pretty brutal field.

I love it when I see something and it just totally throws me off my game.  This was one such thing.  It was not what I expected and made me laugh out loud.  For realz.  Full of awesome:

Awww, so preciou . . . wait, WHAT?

I really wanted to figure out a way to justify buying the legal post-its, but alas.  They remained neighbors of Jeebus.

Like Cheez-its, but better.

After our perusal of all of the above items and purchase of a few little things for our peeps, we were feeling a might bit hungry, so we went around the corner to a local Irish pub to have some lunch.  As you can see, Thoughtsy was really famished!  She could hardly wait to dig into that crab cake in order for me to take a picture:

Authentic MD crabcake.

My lunch was pretty unremarkable, since I am still dieting, so it wasn’t particularly photographic.  But then we ordered dessert.  See, this was Thoughtsy’s joint, so she had experienced the majesty that was the famous dessert of this place . . . s’mores.  We were given a few options.  We opted for the peanut butter since she had not tried that one yet, and we also opted to share.  Now, I was picturing a true s’more that would come out and we would have to somehow saw through that sucker, but what arrived was much easier to split.

Mmmmm, s’mores.

It was basically a layered and melted bowl of graham cracker pieces, chocolate, peanut butter chips and marshmallows.  It was perfect and delicious.  And really easy to share.  Too easy, in fact.  Plus, as Thoughtsy noted, it was the perfect ratio of chocolate to peanut butter.  Yummy!

Spoonful on the way to my mouth . . . nom nom nom.

Add a glass of wine to that mix, and it was pretty much the perfect afternoon.  We shopped, we ate, we drank, we chatted.  It was fun times.  Plus, I might have even convinced Thoughtsy to come to BlogHer with me in August.  🙂

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Ok all, you have been so patient to read through this entire account of my day out with Thoughtsy, that I have decided to reward you.  While I was in Retro Metro, I also picked up a few items that I am going to share with YOU!!  So, I now present to you, the first ever of it’s kind:

THE MISTY’S LAWS GIVEAWAY!!!

Yay!!!  And the crowd goes wild.  Wait.  What’s that?  You want to know what you will win?  Oh, and you wanna know how to win said item.  Ok, ok.  Details.  Pfft.

I got a few items while there, so there will actually be a couple give aways after this one, but we are gonna start with this beauty:

. . . you love my blog?

This fine hunka hunka chocolate bar is yours if you do one of these things:

1.  Follow my blog.

2.  Like me on Facebook.

3.  If you have done those things already, leave a comment if you have never done so (something good, not just “hi, I’m commenting”).

4.  If you have done all of those already, do something creative in the comments.  Write me a poem, a song, a dirty limerick.  Whatever you want, just be creative.  Points for originality.  (This means you Jen, Johi, Charity, Kelly, Leauxra, etc.  You know who you are . . .  gimme something good!).

I will draw the winner when I return from my birthday trip at the end of the month.  So, basically, it is my birthday, but you guys get the gift.  How amazingly magnanimous am I, right?  You know you love me!  🙂

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44 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Kelly
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 09:00:27

    MMMMM…. chocolate…. So I wrote a limerick AND a haiku. That’s how much I love you. OOOH! That rhymed!

    There once was a girl named Misty,
    In my pants she does make me piss-ty,
    The pictures she takes
    Make me laugh ’til I shake,
    Give me chocolate or I’ll throw a hissy.

    Misty, Queen of Court
    You are a picture ninja
    Leggings are not pants.

    *end scene*

    Reply

  2. LeeAnn
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 09:15:08

    I want, with all my heart and what little soul I have, that baby card. Multiples. To hand out to all the gold-medal moms that haunt my retail pit.
    And maybe to send to my kid, who insists she really needs to develop a spawn of her own.

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:39:17

      It was actually a magnet. That place was lousy with the funny magnets. I am sort of regretting that I didn’t get it. Actually, I should have gotten it as a give-away. I bet that would have gotten some reactions! 🙂

      Reply

  3. thoughtsappear
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 10:26:59

    Your caption for the baby “if you put me down” pic is flippin’ hilarious! My post about Saturday is going up tomorrow.

    Thank you for letting me have the last bite of s’mores. =)

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:41:38

      My fat ass thanks you for taking the last bite. That was one delicious dessert, though, so obviously I either have massive amounts of restraint, or I consider you a true friend. I will leave it to you to figure out which it is.

      Reply

  4. buttah
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 11:11:42

    I tried to be like you yesterday Misty…there were some guys working on a skylift making some repairs on the building that I work in, and one of them was squatting down and showing the whole world his ass crack…I just couldn’t get my damn phone to the camera setting fast enough before the light changed to green and I had to drive away!!!

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:43:08

      Drats. Yes, I have missed many the opportunity to take priceless pictures of ridiculousness because my phone (or sometimes just my brain) will not cooperate in time.

      Keep trying, though! I’m still looking for submissions. 🙂

      Reply

  5. Jana
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 12:22:08

    I love the Jesus crackers…..sock full of awesome sauce.

    So Misty first off – Happy Frickin Birthday, I hope your birthday trip is all sorts of fun. In homage of your birthday, I have composed a limerick similar to the one that my Mom and Grandma used to teach me when their bottles reached the empty mark……
    Original version:

    There once was a lady from New Zealand,
    Who had a funny feeling,
    So she laid on her back,
    And tickled her crack,
    And peed all over the ceiling.

    Misty-Fied Birthday Version:

    There once was a lawyer named Misty,
    Who was funnier to me than the name Chris Christie,
    Her humor makes me fall on my back,
    Which puts my chair out of whack,
    And leaves my feet staring at the ceiling.
    I will never forget,
    Her pictures of those,
    Who should wear more clothes.
    But her pictures,
    Oh, how they make me cackle and choke,
    Her Wickey Whack, its mutha fucking no joke.

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:45:17

      Oh how I love you. You rock! I love that you took your mom/gmom’s limerick as inspiration. (I am also a little relieved that I didn’t have you peeing on the ceiling. Phew!).

      Thanks for the Bday wishes as well!

      Reply

  6. Brett Minor
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 12:53:14

    There was a young lady from Kent,
    Who found that she couldn’t pay rent
    To her landlord she owed
    So upon him she rode
    ‘Til she AND her money were spent

    Reply

  7. Leauxra
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 16:09:15

    Holy crap! I can’t work under pressure like this! You’re stifling my art… or something.

    I DO have to say, AVOID THE BACON MINTS. Someone gave me one, and it tasted like I threw up in my mouth a little. It is bacon AND peppermint flavored. Be warned.

    OK, ok, let me see here…

    Misty’s blog is awesome…
    and… ah…blah blah blah and a bottle of rum…
    doo dee doo…
    Crap, I hate poetry.

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:48:12

      Ha! I appreciate the bottle of rum addition.

      Don’t worry. I am awful at poetry as well. I am in awe of those that can rhyme. Seriously, that is why I had others write things.

      No worries, ma dear. You are most definitely entered!

      Reply

  8. Charity
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 16:23:29

    BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAA @ Jana. That’s my girl, yo!

    Also, I was completely digging this flipping post till all the bacon arrived.

    Hmph.

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:49:42

      Would you rather I do an entire post focused on feet?? Hmmm?

      Yeah, thought not.

      By the way . . . where is my poem/limerick/haiku? It’s like you don’t even WANT the chocolate. :p

      Reply

  9. cornfedgirl
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 18:28:18

    First of all, that baby card IS Thing 2. Little turd.
    2, I did a giveaway TODAY on my blog for MY birthday. I think that just goes to show what similarly fucking awesome people we are.

    C:
    Some chocolate from Misty I must win.
    Without it I will surely be too thin.
    It is full of antioxidants,
    which I need to fight off the other toxins
    that I put in my body each day,
    because I’m a whore for coffee and frito-lay.

    But enough about me.

    For Misty she is not only funny,
    she is charming and witty, a real honey.
    It’s true we have only seen her feet,
    but I’ll bet her face too is pretty neat.
    Misty,Jen, and Bex are my bitches,
    Reading their thoughts keeps me in stitches.
    And soon we will be spending our lives
    together, with Bradley Cooper, as sister wives.

    Misty, oh Misty, you are one of the best by far.
    Even if I don’t win the prize chocolate bar….
    I will still like you a lot.
    Even if your face is covered in snot.
    And I hate snot. It totally makes me gag.

    Love, Johi

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:51:27

      Well, obviously. We are sister wives, yo.

      Have I mentioned how much I love you lately? Because I do. Hard!

      I like the freestyling at the end. Adds a touch of class.

      MWAH!

      Reply

  10. Jen
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 19:10:56

    I. . .I am too distracted by the melange of bacon-related products to form a coherent rhyme. And the s’mores? And Thoughtsy? I am so fucking jealous of you right now I’m getting all stabby. Need to pout now…

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 15, 2012 @ 19:27:30

      1. You might be getting something bacon related. Buck up camper.
      2. I worked on her to come to BlogHer. You may get your chance to meet her yourself.
      3. This does not count as an entry . . . I expect better from you, woman. Get over it, come back and do me proud. :p

      Reply

  11. Vesta Vayne
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 20:02:48

    Wonder Woman, wine, s’mores.

    It really doesn’t get any better than that.

    Reply

  12. wcdameron
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 21:25:33

    OMG, the pressure. OK, here is what I am going to do. First, I’m going to go out and drink, A LOT (did I mention that I am vacationing in West Hollywood?) and then, I’m going to comment drunk, which is something I never, ever do (four glasses of wine max). I’m pretty sure it will be fucking hilarious, until tomorrow morning.

    P.S. Don’t count this comment, I’m still sober.

    Reply

    • wcdameron
      Feb 16, 2012 @ 02:49:58

      OK, dude. here goes. I’m like 5ive martinis deep:

      Sing this to 50 cent Candy shop:

      I’ll take you to the bacon shop
      I’ll let you lick the grease all up
      go ahead girl, it’s a photo op
      Keep going til you get the shot (whoa)

      I’ll take you to the bacon shop
      Girl one taste of that greasy slop
      I’ll have you shouting don’t you stop
      Keep going til you take a picture of my crotch (whoah)

      You can have it your way, how do you want it
      You gon’ back that thing up or should i push up on it
      Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
      Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
      I’ll break it down for you now, baby it’s simple
      If you be a nympho, I’ll be a nympho
      In the hotel or in the back of the rental
      On the beach or in the park, it’s whatever you into
      Got the magic stick, I’m the love doctor
      Have your friends teasing you ’bout how sprung I gotcha
      Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
      Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
      I’m a seasons vet when it come to this shit
      After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
      I’m trying to explain baby the best way I can
      I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)

      (Ok, I cut and pasted that last part, you can’t improve on some things and dude it’s time for some serious z’s, but you have to admit the first two stanza’s rock!)

      Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:53:36

      West Hollywood? Woo-hoo.

      I will dutifully not count this comment.

      By the way, any good pics? I know there are fantastic examples of freaks in West Hollywood!

      Reply

  13. Mandi E.
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 21:35:54

    That’s like, 4 posts today where people are doing giveaways. Maybe when I’m all done with baby shower crafting, I can do my own birthday giveaway. Spa products and baked goods, anyone?

    So, an ode to you, m’dear:

    Our Misty is like a fine wine,
    And with rapier wit does she shine.
    Then she posts Weekly Whacked,
    And I throw a few back.
    Good god, last week’s post made me blind.

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 12:54:55

      Spa products and baked goods? Um, yes please. I mean, or you could just send those to ME. I did mention my Bday is coming up, right?

      Oh, and sorry for the blinding. An unintentional side effect.

      Great poem!!

      Reply

  14. Jo
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 21:47:38

    A Pome by Jo (that is too how it’s spelled, damnit)

    Misty, in the Land of Laws
    Takes pictures that will give you pause
    She has a heart that does her proud
    She’d stand out in any crowd
    But mind your ass if her camera
    Points your way for more guffaw
    As all of us will point and laugh
    At each and every clothing gaffe

    However, for all of you who try
    To win that chocolate, by and by
    You’ll find that our sweet Misty bought
    Only for me, the chocolate.

    Reply

  15. Carrie - Cannibalistic Nerd
    Feb 15, 2012 @ 22:49:46

    I just mentioned you in a blog post, does that count? 🙂

    That S’more dessert looks gooooood.

    Reply

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  17. Kimwithak
    Feb 16, 2012 @ 12:13:04

    That dessert looks amazing. Like in a way that cannot be described. It’s a piece of art.

    Reply

  18. gojulesgo
    Feb 16, 2012 @ 14:20:27

    Got here from Thoughtsy’s blog, and after that much bacon, I think I’ll stick around! Hilarious!! 🙂

    Reply

  19. Danielle Geer (@deathbycupakes)
    Feb 16, 2012 @ 14:29:42

    I think you should send me the chocolate because we might be related via my ex-husband, the Baltimoron.

    Which means WE’RE FAMILY, DAMMIT.

    Plus, I love you real hard.

    And would get run over by Amish for you.

    Also?

    I like chocolate.

    xoxo

    Reply

    • mistyslaws
      Feb 17, 2012 @ 13:01:36

      So, now that chocolate is involved, we’re all of a sudden family, huh? And I’m related to the Baltimoron? Wait, did you just call me stoopid?

      You are lucky that I love you as well, because that kind of attitude could get someone disqualified for a delicious chocolate bar. Better watch yo self, girl.

      Reply

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