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August 5, 2006
No Licking!
Michelle said so
First of all, I'd like to apologize for not posting anything from Nationals. I have the double hand-me-down laptop and I'm not sure how to make it do that stuff and having left Cowboy to the tender mercies of Things One and Two back in California, I was a bit lost. Lani graciously offered use of her computer and internet connection, but somehow it never worked out.
Now, back to the licking.
It all started when someone licked my arm in a bar while I was at RT. Now, I know I should have jumped up, smacked her on the nose with a rolled up newspaper and yelled, "Bad, Writer! No lattes for you!" Unfortunately, I'd had a martini or three and frankly, she hit a particularly good spot so my reflexes weren't what they should be.
At least, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
So it was kind of a joke when I called Lani after my plane landed in Atlanta (At least, I think it was Atlanta. Based on how long it took me to walk from my gate to the baggage claim, I could well have landed somewhere in Virginia.) and told her I couldn't wait to see her, hug her, sniff her and lick her. Yet, somehow, when I got there, I couldn't help it. I gave her a little lick. I can't even blame booze. Unless it was the three diet cokes I'd had on the plane. Altitude can really make those things potent. Anyway, things went downhill from there.
In fact, things went so downhill that "some girl" who may or may not be related to "some girl" who later leaned against a bathroom wall in the hotel and had her butt go through the tiles which, to be honest, is another story entirely that I don't quite have time to tell right now, actually poured wine on her arm to get me to lick it off her.
Thank goodness Michelle finally did her best school marm finger shake in my face and in that totally glorious accent said, "No licking, Rendahl!" Snapped me right out of it.
I'm hoping I got all this licking out of my system (I think everyone else is, too, by the way, except the aforementioned girl who put her really quite small behind through the tiles) and can return to being the nice stodgy middle-aged mom that I am. All in good fun, right? Except now, in my post conference maturity, I'm worried that Lani is going to replace my little butterfly motif on the blog with a giant Gene Simmons tongue.
Posted by Eileen at 7:00 AM | Comments (15)
Comments
Remember, "No licking, Rendahl!" LOL.
And let me just tell you that Eileen is a complete babe (not a whiff of stodge about her), and the whole licking thing was completely hilarious ;-) You just had to be there...
Posted by: Michelle C at August 5, 2006 7:46 AM
You realize this entry alone is going to make Fish insane, don't you, Eileen? He's going to come to every national conference with me from now on, lest he miss anything really good.
But no licking Fish. That's where I draw the line. ;)
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at August 5, 2006 8:54 AM
Eileen! I was so glad to see a post from you this morning ... last week I read "Un-bridaled" and I absolutely loved it. I mean, I knew I would, but I didn't know how much. Thanks.
Posted by: laurenjharwood at August 5, 2006 8:55 AM
Eileen, that was YOU with the bathroom tiles?!?
I was wondering what happened in there.
It looked like some author went Incredible Hulk on a wayward agent!
Posted by: Beth at August 5, 2006 1:06 PM
Now THAT'S the Eileen I remember from Wash U!
Posted by: Sarah at August 5, 2006 1:35 PM
Like the phone calls didn't do poor Fish in? Please.
And Eileen is totally babe-a-licious and everyone at Nationals should've been so blessed as to be licked by her. Except Fish. Because that's where Lani draws the line. But Fish wasn't there. However, Dallas may be different.
Poor Fish.
Posted by: Barb at August 5, 2006 2:05 PM
Eileen, I've always wanted to meet you, but I have to warn you, I smell better than I taste. :-D
As for Fish, poor Fish, whenever Lani goes to a conference/seminar/whatever, he has to sit home and let his imagination run wild, and the phone calls certainly don't help! :-D
Rebecca
Posted by: Rebecca at August 5, 2006 3:00 PM
Poor husbands. Navy Guy wanted to know who exactly he was talking to from the bar (yes, that was Eileen) and thank everybody for all the congrats - and also ask me why I would POSSIBLY think that HE believes we at the LC spend most of our conference time in bars . . .
Posted by: Alesia Holliday at August 5, 2006 5:37 PM
Michelle,
I will always remember. You may be tiny, but you're feisty. I don't want to cross you.
Lani, Barb and Alesia,
Yes. Poor Fish and poor Navy Guy. If only they really knew . . .
Lauren,
Thank you so much! I'm so glad you liked Un-Bridaled. I'm even more glad that you liked it more than you expected.
Beth,
No! No! I'm not the "some girl" who put her butt through the tiles in the bathroom. I'm just the girl who licked "some girl" who put her butt through the tiles. Since I'm currently blackmailing said "some girl" into buying me a latte in exchance for not posting the photos on the internet, that's all I can say . . .
Sarah!
Yes. I'm still the girl who sat in the cake. Surprised? I bet not. However, I recall your teensy tiny butt going through a wall at some point, do I not?
Rebecca,
Let me be the judge of that. :-)
Eileen
Posted by: Eileen at August 5, 2006 7:08 PM
I'm afraid Michelle's finger waggy may not be as effective as we'd all hoped because in addition to Lani and "some girl", I happened to witness Eileen licking a certain bestselling romantic suspense author. How many other licks are you keep from us, Eileen? Huh? HUH?
Posted by: Susan Hatler at August 5, 2006 7:35 PM
Oh, yeah. I forgot about that one. Weren't we on our way to the bathroom to see where "some girl" had put her butt through the tiles? Now, let's see, who was I with that would know something about that . . .
Eileen
Posted by: Eileen at August 5, 2006 9:46 PM
One hates to be a butt-insky, but I thought it might be research for her Chick-Lick book. I was taking copious notes. Does this mean I have to scrap them?
Heck, if it keeps her writing awesome books like she does, I say indulge the woman! ;-p
Posted by: Delilah Dawson at August 6, 2006 1:04 AM
Delilah, now there's an idea - Eileen, you could have a lot of fun with the licking thing in a book (and Susan, I'm dying to know who else she licked - she kept that one a secret from me, LOL).
Posted by: Michelle C at August 6, 2006 8:50 AM
I expected to love it (and I really did love it) but the characters resonated with me so much that I couldn't put it down and when it ended I wanted to write to you immediately and tell me what happens next.
Posted by: laurenjharwood at August 6, 2006 10:04 AM
Ah Ha! Now I know how Eileen's get such racy reputations. Licking people. Geez. And to think I didn't even get a tongue waggle in my direction.
Posted by: Eileen at August 6, 2006 1:48 PM
