Orange Alert


Hot Mom alerts us she is at Threat Level Orange.

I overheard her discussing this with Friend #3. “Ah,” Friend #3 said understandingly as I trailed behind them to the little junk food store in our plaza, “It’s an orange week.” Hot Mom nodded sadly.

“What’s an orange week?” I demanded.

“It’s the PMS week before Hot Mom’s period. She only eats orange food and drinks orange drinks.”

“Like what?” I asked. They listed: “Cheetos,” “Goldfish,” “‘Cheez’ flavored anything,” “any cheese popcorn but Oke-Doke,” “Cheetos” (again), actual cheese (with an ‘s’), and orange Gatorade.

I don’t know what she eats when it escalates to Threat Level Red.


15 responses to “Orange Alert”

  1. An orange frappacino at Starbucks would have been lovely today had it not been for NFS. Then again, my PMS weeks aren’t colored so much as a Dick-Cheney-with-a-rifle-in-a-quail-covey-and-friends-in-the-crossfire kind of thing.

  2. I really don’t know what to say. It’s not like one can plan these types of things. You just recognize the regularity of jonesing for Cheetos and orange popsicles and learn to live with it.I’m glad to have some mention besides my obvious hotness, my heathens and the whole sexual harassment fiasco.I will apologize for the state of my blog, though.

  3. Ajooja – I’m all baout the chocloate / salt combo. Choclate ice cream with saltines or pretzels on top.Hot Mom – Well, I could mention that you are in charge of the Super Secret Project.KC – Okay, that’s just gross. Pickled pig head is not the same as crispy well-done BBQed pig snout.Ewww, or Ugh as you say.

  4. Please, no suckling pig. I’ve made four in a row and I’d hate to break my streak to avoid that.

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