tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post5140611586045797193..comments2023-08-15T06:09:11.024-04:00Comments on Motherhood in NYC: I'm on Vacation! And a Segregationist!Marinkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489592695993949578noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-17800266478123919142009-03-27T21:03:00.000-04:002009-03-27T21:03:00.000-04:00And you have confirmed all my worst suspicions of ...And you have confirmed all my worst suspicions of what a ski vacation will be like at my advanced age. Thank you for showing me the light so that I can be spared the "doin' the pizza in a sausage suit"-routine. Phew!Amy Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15137265140715548518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-68568409662214517562009-03-26T21:06:00.000-04:002009-03-26T21:06:00.000-04:00jesus, are you still out of town?jesus, are you still out of town?Vodka Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04734323418017847775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-55033252207104547282009-03-26T13:27:00.000-04:002009-03-26T13:27:00.000-04:00Marinka, I want you to write a book. No, I NEED y...Marinka, I want you to write a book. No, I NEED you to write a book. With plenty of lines like these: 'And then she sees me and her expression changes into something that I'm fairly certain that Hitchkock wanted to elicit from Janet Leigh in the Psycho shower scene. "My God," she gasps, "what happened to you?"'<BR/><BR/>My stomach hurts from laughing.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02700582562484004124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-41460850820728608052009-03-26T12:52:00.000-04:002009-03-26T12:52:00.000-04:00I tried skiing once. I really saw no point to hurl...I tried skiing once. I really saw no point to hurling myself uncontrollably down a mountain side in the freezing cold to land on my ass in the snow when there are nice drinks and a fire back at the lodge. I applaud your efforts though. Cheers!Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18066142766279994331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-36519798986798244822009-03-26T10:59:00.000-04:002009-03-26T10:59:00.000-04:00I'm all for segregationalist mountains, especially...I'm all for segregationalist mountains, especially if they have separate slopes for those of us who don't want to have to compare ourselves to the 20-somethings who would be too small to fit into our old ski suits.<BR/><BR/>At this:<BR/><I>And you know what would be a bigger thrill yet?<BR/>If they snow boarded with a stick of dynamite in their mouth,</I><BR/>I laughed out loud. The big, loud squawking kind of belly laugh you can only do on your own couch without anyone giving you a funny look.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for that.<BR/><BR/>P.S. Try Frangelico in the cocoa.MommyTimehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12860003098383600806noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-50360495379660831092009-03-26T03:45:00.000-04:002009-03-26T03:45:00.000-04:00here's my issue with the Marinka blog, not enough ...here's my issue with the Marinka blog, not enough pictures of Marinka in sausage ski suit. That is all.<BR/><BR/>Never ski California, A. We have no snow B. When the machines make snow, the mountains are covered w/ boarders.Aracelyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10347839760076404489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-3970155226573532432009-03-26T01:06:00.000-04:002009-03-26T01:06:00.000-04:00the last time I skied, they had to pry my hands fr...the last time I skied, they had to pry my hands from the side of the ski lift where I had gripped onto it for dear life, closed my eyes and prayed my death would be painlessbernthishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05905337047538489562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-20512850203839105422009-03-25T22:51:00.000-04:002009-03-25T22:51:00.000-04:00Oh my goodness. This is one of the funniest posts ...Oh my goodness. This is one of the funniest posts I've ever read. I simply hate, hate, hate skiing. I feel like an out of control freak. I haven't skiied since 1990 wiht an ex-boyfriend in Colorado. <BR/>He said he didn't appreciate my using the F-word on the slopes <BR/><BR/>We took a family ski trip this winter. I stayed in the lodge and read. My family can't figure out why snowboarders take it upon themselves to sit down and hang out in the middle of the slopes. Weirdos.<BR/><BR/>From one aging sausage to another...Anna Whiston-Donaldsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14921348961654008115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-82410341684284579302009-03-25T22:28:00.000-04:002009-03-25T22:28:00.000-04:00I chuckled the entire time I read this post. I sup...I chuckled the entire time I read this post. I supposed if you were able to get that hot chocolate the Irish way the day ended happily.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05634096295956313230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-35917539414034409462009-03-25T20:49:00.000-04:002009-03-25T20:49:00.000-04:00Oh I am so signng your petition to segregate the m...Oh I am so signng your petition to segregate the mountain!Carolyn...Onlinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627167557544033888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-50658956203929946522009-03-25T20:46:00.000-04:002009-03-25T20:46:00.000-04:00I can't help myself. I crack up at Papa and Mama ...I can't help myself. I crack up at Papa and Mama . . .Liz Wilkey (a.k.a. A Mom on Spin)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14804873736204504475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-73221936497573299642009-03-25T19:42:00.000-04:002009-03-25T19:42:00.000-04:00You do know the winter Olympics will be in Russia ...You do know the winter Olympics will be in Russia soon. I think you'd better start your segregationist campaign right nowski.LTYMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13159310767768024662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-58622171859202649832009-03-25T15:49:00.000-04:002009-03-25T15:49:00.000-04:00The noose and the rocks were for them, right? Bec...The noose and the rocks were for them, right? Because they totally deserved it. Or you could save it for the snow boarders.anymommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17870033179328734404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-84638964336174223292009-03-25T13:26:00.001-04:002009-03-25T13:26:00.001-04:00I tried skiing once. I made it up the bunny slope...I tried skiing once. I made it up the bunny slope on the tow rope. Which was the only vertical moment of the whole exercise. How the fuck are you supposed to stand up when your ankles are welded into position?Jeanne Estridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-35161789198781657052009-03-25T13:26:00.000-04:002009-03-25T13:26:00.000-04:00I tried skiing once. I made it up the bunny slope...I tried skiing once. I made it up the bunny slope on the tow rope. Which was the only vertical moment of the whole exercise. How the fuck are you supposed to stand up when your ankles are welded into position?Jeanne Estridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-61694697936958845662009-03-25T12:01:00.000-04:002009-03-25T12:01:00.000-04:00I grew up in the Catsklls. Everyone skied. Except ...I grew up in the Catsklls. Everyone skied. Except me. <BR/><BR/>It is cold. It hurts. It is uses muscles. It is cold. The whole sausage issue. It is cold. Those snow boarding-knuckle-draggers. It is cold.<BR/><BR/>Just give me a steaming warm mug of something alcoholic in the lodge to look at the hot guys coming in off the mountain. <BR/><BR/>THAT is what skiing is all about, baby.michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12059556565559633854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-38177055453275367272009-03-25T11:41:00.000-04:002009-03-25T11:41:00.000-04:00Marinka you are a legend, hopefully not a broken o...Marinka you are a legend, hopefully not a broken one after those dangerous sports! <BR/><BR/>...It'd be like that scene from Rear window all over again!A Woman Of No Importancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02194976046531063422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-27038086633005405672009-03-25T11:27:00.000-04:002009-03-25T11:27:00.000-04:00Freaking hilarious! I don't ski, so I can't commi...Freaking hilarious! I don't ski, so I can't commiserate. But if it is any consolation, I think everybody looks like a sausage in a snow suit.Annjehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08315067950686666022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-4196102313376096632009-03-25T11:11:00.000-04:002009-03-25T11:11:00.000-04:00I would like some Irishized coffee as well please....I would like some Irishized coffee as well please. And I haven't even been skiing; it's just been one of those mornings.<BR/><BR/>Hilarious imagery and story!Petra a.k.a The Wise (*Young*) Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01717981499965181200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-44640359581549112822009-03-25T10:59:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:59:00.000-04:00I agree there should be two separate mountains for...I agree there should be two separate mountains for skiers and snow boarders. I thinking it must have been about 15 years since I last skied too. I am wondering how many people actually ski anymore. All I ever hear about is snow boarders now. I'm glad you survived the ordeal. By the way, if it makes you feel any better, I am 100% postive I cannot get one leg into my stretch ski pants anymore!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-45645303614942024352009-03-25T10:53:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:53:00.000-04:00It sounds like you are really enjoying your vacati...It sounds like you are really enjoying your vacation.the mama bird diarieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04248352454666306821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-22947117789923972632009-03-25T10:42:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:42:00.000-04:00if it makes you feel better, i know a middle-aged,...if it makes you feel better, i know a middle-aged, hot-shot snowboarder who fell on his ass and broke his back. he ended up in bed for months. guess he's not whizzing past any law-abiding, god-loving, good-hearted skiers anymore, is he?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-22414665184668527792009-03-25T10:34:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:34:00.000-04:00I quite literally lol on this one, at your expense...I quite literally lol on this one, at your expense. Your parents calling you a fatty was, well, funny, as well as your comparison of you in a ski suit to a sausage.<BR/>I avoid skiing for many of the same reasons you do.Andy - Instafather https://www.blogger.com/profile/11381518410812108425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-9787179864864275692009-03-25T10:18:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:18:00.000-04:00I am so afraid to ski it's unbelievable. I just k...I am so afraid to ski it's unbelievable. I just know I will break my leg on my first trip down the mountain.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2455477065088022337.post-54812849142198005132009-03-25T09:45:00.000-04:002009-03-25T09:45:00.000-04:00Skiing without snowboard bareback sex is like froz...Skiing without snowboard bareback sex is like frozen yogurt without chocolate sprinkles.<BR/><BR/>Any excuse to get out of the sausage suit, right?<BR/><BR/>Just make sure to check ID first...under all that nylon poof, some of those fellas are *young.*<BR/><BR/>...A.Anna Leflerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06968276973881720329noreply@blogger.com