I saw this on Daniel’s blog, ...was I there?, this morning. Even if you’ve never heard Mariah’s new song, “Touch My Body”, (which I personally don’t feel is all that, creatively, but then I’m not a Mariah fan) it’s still pretty funny.
Well, we’ve finally done it! We finally got around to relaunching our website. This design was in the works for a long time, but we just never had a spare moment. While we loved our Air Moxie Girls in aqua and pink, it was time for something a little different. We’ll also be launching two more sites this year that will be full our usual bold color choices, so don’t fret if you’re missing our other colors.
When we initially designed this, it was when the trend was in the throes of the “horizontal, web 2.0, let’s make everything really big and use charcoal gray a lot” phase. We decided we didn’t want that, but did want to bring a slightly more sophisticated look, hence the yummy chocolate plum-ish color. We call this Moxie-a-Go-Go and we’re having some fun with it. You can read more about our new site on our blog, which now is open for comments.
What I wanted to tell you about is our Summer Cocktail Contest. It’s not really a contest, per se. It’s more of a drawing, but there are prizes to be had, regardless. You can read all about it here on our blog, but here’s the scoop:
Grand Prize Winner will receive:
A Cosmo Caddy, which includes a cocktail shaker, 4 cosmo glasses and a retro-esque carrier valued at $55.00 courtesy of LiquidPlanet.com
Send us your favorite Summer cocktail recipe… your tried-and-true, your awesome party punch, your blended fruit favorites… whatever! Send us your favorite Summer-themed cocktail recipes. Drink recipes must include at least three (3) main ingredients (Garnish doesn’t count! No rum and coke with limes you sneaks!) For extra credit, include a recipe for a “pairing”, or a tasty snack to go with your cocktail. You can get even *more* extra credit by posting your entry on your blog and sending us the link.
Then, send an email with the subject “Moxie Girls Summer Cocktail Contest!” in the subject line to . Please include your full name (and nickname for announcement purposes if you would like to remain private) and a full address where your prizes will be sent.
One entry per person. You can get an extra entry into the contest if you include the aforementioned “pairing” or snack idea. Like a 2-fer! Make it a 3-fer by posting your recipe on your blog and linking back to our entry here. If you blog it, be sure to include the link to your entry in your submission so we know to give you an extra chance. That’s up to three chances to win! Winners will be drawn at random.
The winner(s) will receive full credit in our blog postings and mad kudos for their win, but any and all submissions become property of The Moxie Girls™ and we reserve the right to reprint, rename, or modify original recipes at our discretion for future use. Trademarked and/or copywritten recipes submitted must contain the source of the recipe in order for it to be considered. Multiple entries, or entries missing information will be disqualified so make sure you include your recipe, name and address!
Contest will end at midnight EST June 6, 2008, so please have all entries in by then and we’ll announce the winners on our blog on Monday, June 9, 2008.
So there you have it! We hope you’ll submit your ideas. And tell a friend, maybe they’ll want to get in on it, too!
Do you fold your underwear? I’m just curious. I’ve never really been a big underwear folder, though, in my defense, I’ve not had any bureaus or dressers in which to keep them folded for a decade. They’ve been living in various storage trunks and Rubbermaid yard-sale post-college contraptions. I decided to become a grown-up, so I recently bought some chests of drawers for my bedroom. And I have since discovered I’m ambivalent about how to handle my unmentionables.
Folding seems like such a hassle. They’re not that big. I’m not a thong-wearer (though I do own one or two for some unknown reason), but it’s not like they’re grandma’s bloomers, for pete’s sake. Yet, I noticed this weekend when I packed for my trip that when I folded my panties, I was able to fit more stuff in my suitcase, which leads me to believe the same applies to my drawer.
When I finally got my dresser and started to put away my clothes for the first time. I realized that my panty population had exploded like Mogwai after midnight and I had far, far, far more panties than one woman should really own. And not broken down, thread bare, saggy-butt panties, either. Decent knickers! Some lacey, some comfortable. Sexy ones, even… but many. Oh, so many. Huh. Where did they all come from?!
I suppose I could thin the herd a bit and toss the ones I don’t like/wear, but then after that… what? Fold? No fold? Just throw them in to mingle with the one-off socks and the get-lucky lingerie?
So I had this post all typed out in the wee hours of Sunday morning, while still feeling the effects of Saturday, but right as I finished it, my laptop powered down and I, forgetting my laptop cord at home, lost the whole thing. @#$%! I haven’t had the mojo to rewrite it until now.
Anyway, Saturday started with us rallying around 1pm and hitting JR’s Bar and Grille, my usual hangout when I’m in town. My favorite bartender, Stephen, works on Saturdays, so Heika, Nikki, and her friends Kelly, Monk and I all decided we needed a relaxed afternoon of cocktailing after that hard night of karaoke we put in Friday. After laying some ground work with some burgers (I love their turkey burgers), the cocktails commenced! And we were having a really good time, too. Our original plan was just to go for a few drinks, hang out, then go home and watch movies, but we were having so much fun, we decided to throw caution to the wind and go the distance.
I was sticking with something simple, mandarin vodka and tonics, but somewhere around 4:30 or 5pm these shots called “pineapple upside down cake” started appearing and well.... one or more of the following may or may not have happened through the course of the evening:
A glittery purple unicorn, which Heika won from a claw machine, and who we named Eugene Sparkelschitz, was defiled with various lewd gestures by a table of fabulous gay men then worn on my head as a hat.
A screaming hot pink giant feather boa magically appeared around my neck (thanks to Heika), which I then sported like Mae West for the rest of the night.
I danced.
Really unfortunate photo booth pictures.
Hoola hoops and lesbians.
Oh, and in case I wasn’t clear, JR’s is a gay bar. I probably should have mentioned that bit. And after Stephen’s shift ended at 7:30, we took the party down to Sue Ellen’s, the girl bar around the corner.
Heika had busted out her homemade hoola-hoops, which are really quite cool, taped up with sparkling tape and whatnot. She’s really good at hooping,too! So was Kelly… she was a natural. I, on the other hand, made a valiant effort to get my swerve on, only to be rewarded with the “ka-thunka-thunk” of the hoop hitting the ground. I think there needs to be more hooping in my future, though… only good things can come from that motion.
Everyone in Sue’s seemed to love the hoops, too. There was such a cross-section of people swinging the hoops on the dance floor… butch lesbians, gay men, poorly-constructed transvestites, sorority girls who were “just experimenting”, you know… the whole lot. I think Heika should sell them to the local clubs, I bet people would love it. It was fun!
I think the best part of the evening was that we were all just really cutting loose, something I desperately needed to do. And gloriously, no one went to that dark place that sometimes happens when you’ve knocked back a few too many. Everyone just danced and laughed and had a great time… and I loved how Nikki and her friends just embraced the environment, even though that wouldn’t normally have been their scene. Nikki commented the next day that she loved how the day unfolded, it was just so random. So I was happy they enjoyed themselves and it was great to spend time with all of them.
As I said before, I was feeling the effects the next morning, but I had a flight home on Sunday afternoon. After packing, all the girls headed out to this place called Babe’s Chicken.
Oh my gravy. Literally. Every single time I go to Dallas now, I must go back to Babe’s. That was seriously the best smoked chicken I’ve ever had ever in the history of maybe ... well, ever. And the biscuits (buttermilk rolls, not cookies!) were… wait, what did Heika say? Oh, they were “insane”. Indeed. Insane. The mashed potatoes, the green beans, the corn, the honey… *faint*. Seriously, best southern comfort food I’d had in a long time. Needless to say, I passed out in a food coma on the plane.
I forgot a billion important things on my trip in addition to my laptop cord… like my phone charger and my camera. Fortunately, I picked up a phone charger at Target and at least had my camera phone to take some shots. I think Monk took a ton of photos, so hopefully he’ll share them with me so I can have some documentation from this past weekend. I have a feeling there are things I don’t remember…
Since we have our new Moxie-a-Go-Go look in place we thought we’d kick off the summer with a fun little contest giveaway! Yay! Free Stuff! But hang on there, Bucko, you can’t get something for nuthin’ these days. In this case it’s something for very little effort so that’ll … MORE...