This is Diann, Denise, me and Lynne Ford at the WBCL radio station. The girls threatened my life if things didn't go well at the interview this morning, but I knew our wonderful Lynne would make sure they were at ease. But just in case, I went fully loaded with caffeine--ready to rescue my chicks if necessary.
I got there first. When Di came in, she had one of those looks. You know the one I mean--like a cat that's been scared to death and just might claw your face off if you so much as touch it. Denise breezed in last wearing a smile I knew was fake. "It's going to be fun," I promised them again. They narrowed their eyes at me and gave me a look that would have shut up a lesser woman.
When they saw the size of the mic, their eyes got even bigger if possible. Then we saw what Lynne had by each of our mics--a DeBrand truffle.I knew I loved that woman. We'd brought her some truffles as well so we were ALL in a good mood. We were ready to dish. Lynne fit our group like she was a missing piece.
Then it got ugly. Lynne asked us each to tell something about the others that people might not know. Denise said, "Be kind." I was. I told about her being a girly girl in a male household. I could have said she alphabatizes her spices but I was nice. I told about Diann's wonderful voice. But was Denise nice back? N-O-O-O. She said I was "strong-willed." She's still bitter about that middle aged argument where you all agreed with me. I think I'm hurt.
As we walked out, the girls were raving about how much fun it was. I preened. Okay, it probably sickened them, but after listening to them whine about how I'd gotten them into a live interview, I deserved it. I have to drag those girls kicking and screaming sometimes, but it's for their own good. If they'd only remember when they next need to grow!
If you'd like to listen to the interview, go to www.wbcl.org. Click on Mid Morning then click on Weekly Schedule. Look for Tuesday and you'll see the link to click to listen. If we sound like driveling idiots, please don't tell us!