Monday, July 30, 2012

Let's Have a Kiki

I am obsessed with the Scissor Sister's song, Let's Have a Kiki. Obsessed!

*warning - graphic images and language (it's not that bad, but you gotta protect those that need protecting.)

I cannot stop listening to it.

Of course I was a bit confused regarding the meaning of Kiki. Originally I thought party. Then I came to realize it is a word, similar to our much beloved F-word, that can mean anything - driven by the person saying Kiki. Whatever makes you happy. Be it a party, sexy-time, a boy, a girl, a cocktail. If it makes you happy, it's a Kiki.

Necessary or unnecessary background for weekend story.

I went to Rice Lake to visit my friends that have a home on the lake. Peaceful, lovely, warm and calm in the summer and crisp and frozen in the winter. A small small town, but always fun when I go see my oldest and dearest friend, Deb-oh-rah.

When I go to Rice Lake we go auctioning, antiquing, junking. More fun than I deserve.

On this evening we take the pontoon to town to have dinner and a few cocktails.

After dinner we decide to go to the Lions and use Mikey's secret card (not so secret - I just wanted to say that) to gain entrance, and have a delicious cocktail overlooking the lake.

A large group come in. A group that has been having fun all day. Their energy is good! Laughing, story-telling, hitting-each-other-on-the-back fun.

One woman raises her glass and adds onto a story that we have missed the beginning of . . .

"Ladies - how many of you have had to get up in the middle of the night to pee because, in your past, you pushed babies out of your vagina?"

Rowdy laughter!

I mutter under my breath, "Not me, I do my kegels religiously."

Several woman are adding to her inquiry. Much talk about big-headed babies and the mystery of women.

I stand, swept up in the camaraderie of the moment, raise my glass of whiskey and diet, and declare, "Bow to the power of the vagina!"

Dead, cold silence. Picture about two dozen heads swung my way.

I sit and giggle a little. Mikey busts out laughing, Deb laughs a bit nervously.

I take a sip of my cocktail. The bar recovers.

Blurting just may be my Kiki!


8 comments:

Diane Cayton-Hakey said...

LMBO. A Kiki? LOL The video was deliciously stupid.. Loved it!!

T said...

Blurting! Hah! LMAO

Love this:

"'Bow to the power of the vagina!'

Dead, cold silence. Picture about two dozen heads swung my way.

I sit and giggle a little. Mikey busts out laughing, Deb laughs a bit nervously.

I take a sip of my cocktail. The bar recovers...."

Reminds me of Something To Talk About, one of my favorite Julia Roberts movies. I love that quality in a person, man or woman, the "Balls to Blurt" thing.

Kiki. It suits you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbL4zs-mu78

T said...

Oh, yeah.

And your weekend sounds oh-so-enviable. Good for you. We all need many more of those kinds of moments in life to recharge us.

Ms. A said...

You are a hoot! I'm glad the grands weren't here for that video.

Not So Simply Single said...

How fun is that? Love it!!!

So. Cal. Gal said...

I was shocked when my guy told me what scissor sisters meant but Kiki sounds just about right. Btw, did I tell you I have a MN cousin who's nickname is Kiki?

Sara Louise said...

In France, a kiki is a boy's wee-wee :P

Deborah said...

Diane - I know! I love that video!

tPretty - I remember that movie!

Ms A - I warned you luckily!

Lisa - very very fun.

SCG - I kinda like that nickname.

Sara Louise - for real?? I gotta love that.