god bless the labor day weekend

Or Satan bless -- I'm not picky. Either way, this was a super-fun, busy weekend. It was full of great food, lots of friends & had the added bonus of 3 whole Bitch Cakes experiences. And if you know her, you know what fun that is.

we chose to go to jersey

Yeah, you read that right. The man & I went to a BBQ at my friend Ted's in the heights of Jersey City. He & his hubby Ricky hosted a fantabulous soiree (which seems to be an annual shindig) abundant with meats & show tunes. They're both in the thick of the NY theater scene, so it would've been odd if the backyard would've been filled with preachers & accountants. And of course, my world famous cupcakes were a hit. By the way, I'm thinking about branding them as "D-cups," or maybe "Fifi's D-cups." What do you guys think about that?

That night, I dispatched for RightRides, but I'll tell you more about that later. That's a whole long post, in & of itself.

breakin' all the rules -- okay, just 1



On Sunday, Bitch Cakes, the man & I all went down to one of our friendly neighborhood playgrounds to swing. Not in the sexy way. Old school, down-home, real-life swinging. On swings.

Turns out, adults aren't supposed to enter the playground without the accompaniment of a child, but we weren't there to swig warm beer & piss ourselves on benches, nor were we there to pick up "dates," so I think we were right to be there.




It just felt so good to bask in the same kinda endorphins we did as diablitas/o. I think this is some therapy I'm gonna need more & more often.




and then there was ice cream

If you've never been to the Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory, then you're not really a New York ice cream lover. That's just all there is to it. There may only be 8 flavors, but they're the most luscious, indulgent 8 flavors of ice cream that humans may ever have the pleasure of tasting. The Big D had a butter pecan/coffee cup with fresh strawberries on top. Look at that first lick of heaven (also the title of her autobiography).
Bitch Cakes had some coffee & chocolate, I believe. Whatever it was, doesn't she look happy?
The man got strawberry, coffee & vanilla chocolate chunk & I got coffee, strawberry & chocolate. What a delicious reason to live in Brooklyn.


Of course, we also had to pose in front of the gorgeous Manhattan scenery, boobs & all, just to piss off the line of Asian wedding parties who were waiting to get their pictures taken where we were standing. Thought there was gonna be a rumble. These bitches on wheels definitely would've come out on top.