That Ain't No Way To Have Fun

Drop us a line or two . . .This one hits differently.The episode opens with Queenie still finding her footing after what can only be described as a vacation that got yanked out from under her. She and TT had been soaking up the final glorious days of Cape Cod — doing absolutely nothing of consequence, seaside, blissfully unbothered — when Queenie got the call. Mumsy had taken a fall on her way in from her program. Smashed pelvis. Fractured sacrum. Twenty-four hours in the ER. And Queenie was five-plus hours away in Truro, Massachusetts.Enter Lauren — Queenie's daughter, a registered nurse, who had literally just come off her own shift when the call came in and immediately redirected herself to St. Peter's Hospital to be with Gigi. Which, thank God, because what unfolded in that ER was a master class in how not to treat a ninety-three-year-old woman with multiple fractures and mild cognitive disorder. Gigi spent hours on a stretcher in a hallway. No fluids. No pain management. Lauren sat in the waiting room in her scrubs for three hours before she could even get back to her mother. A physician didn't lay eyes on her until the early hours of the morning — twelve hours in. They were also apparently going to send her home, and the only thing that stopped that was the fact that Gigi was having trouble oxygenating. Which is terrifying, and also accidentally the thing that saved her.Queenie is cautiously optimistic that Gigi will be transferred to Sunnyview, an acute rehab facility, with Lauren quietly working every connection she has to make it happen. The physician reviewer initially declined the transfer — and then apparently learned he was "dealing with a VIP" and reversed course. So. Lauren's getting things done.Meanwhile, TT is recording from the Cape on her last day — computer balanced on four puzzle boxes, microphone rattling every time she shifts on the bed, doing her absolute best. She's not ready to leave. Nobody ever is. Honey spotted a great white shark in the bay with his binoculars (there had already been a sighting from a boat the day before, so he knew what he was looking at). A seal was hanging out ten feet off the beach. TT's sister Mare found two rocks shaped like sharks and everyone is coming home with a collection of found treasures. TT found a nose. An actual rock nose. They both save boxes — Apple boxes are singled out as particularly premium — and they are completely unapologetic about this.There is a brief and important moment of grief for the inflatable island, a large and unwieldy float that had served them well but had been slowly losing air all week despite a duct-tape patch job that was, by their own admission, not exactly precision work. With the combined assistance of TT's three sons and two daughters-in-law, the island was retired with dignity. They're reconfiguring for something more age-appropriate going forward. A parasol was suggested.The episode's "What Have You Consumed Today" check-in: Queenie is smoking Mendo Purps dog walkers from Hepworth — tiny little things, perfect for microdosing, very cute. TT scored her gummies, which have apparently been rebranded from "Hummies" to "Tree Works." TT took half of one five-milligram. They are both doing what they need to do to stay on an even keel.The "Wait, What?" segment this week is a roundup of things people only discovered about their partners after moving in together. One sock removed hours before bed, the other stays on — nobody knows why. Three hundred used contact lenses tossed behind the headboard instead of the trash. Popcorn eaten with bites of lettuce, apparently a whole-family tradition. Coffee cups left a quarter full in random locations throughout the home. Cabinets never quite closed, jar lids never quite tightened — this one lands especially hard given that Queenie points out they paid serious money for self-closing cabinets and drawers that are somehow being actively defeated. No consistent spot for keys or wallet, leading to morning chaos. Overfilling plates, eating half, leaving the rest by the sink. TT's real grievance surfaces: leaving two chips in a bag, two kernels in the popcorn, one sad schmear of cream cheese. Why. TT poses the actual important question here: how many people confronted these behaviors, and how many have just been quietly simmering for forty years? Queenie, speaking from experience, gives the simmering option roughly forty-odd years before it erupts — probably over something completely unrelated.TT's Choice, the segment where TT picks a number between one and seventy-five, lands on twenty-five: "What if you had to live your mother's exact life? What's the first thing you'd change?" TT goes straight to money — her family lived in poverty, and she'd change that first, with the hope it might have kept her grandfather from becoming violent toward her grandmother. Queenie's mind goes immediately to her own grandfather, who suffered what was then called a "nervous breakdown," was institutionalized for years, declared legally incompetent, and received electroshock therapy — which Queenie's mother witnessed firsthand during her nursing school psych rotation. Both women find themselves trying to undo pain for their mothers, trying to remove the source of trauma. Then they catch themselves: would changing those things mean their mothers — or they themselves — would be the same people? Probably not. It's a real question with no clean answer, and they sit in it for a moment.From there, the conversation drifts into what they would change about their own lives. Queenie says she'd want more awareness — more information, more sense of what was possible. She never considered going away to school, never even thought about working a summer on the Cape, not because she said no but because the option simply never materialized in her mind. It wasn't available to her as a concept. They talk about the generation-wide narrowing of possibility for women — a classmate who was explicitly told her parents wouldn't fund architecture school because she had brothers. Someone had to be the one to get educated. It wasn't going to be her. Queenie and TT both landed in human services almost by a kind of collegial suggestion — TT picked it, and Queenie thought: service to humans, helping people, I can do that. And she could.Queenie reflects on nursing — something she considered but rejected because she didn't trust her own instincts, feared paralysis by analysis, couldn't imagine the decisiveness it requires. She has enormous respect for nurses for exactly that reason. Which brings it back to Lauren, and to TT's sister Mary, and to what nurses actually do every single day — the compassion, the common sense, the ability to think outside the box under pressure, the advocacy. The Fucket List entry for the week is exactly that: fuck it to professionals who treat vulnerable people without dignity. Queenie's quiet fury about Gigi's twelve hours in a hallway, alone, unexamined, in pain — it comes through clearly. And her equally quiet point about what happens to people who don't have a Lauren in their corner, who don't have someone who knows what questions to ask and won't back down — that one lands hard.The episode closes with TT packing up in Truro, stopping in Albany to see her sister before the long drive home, sand in her shoes, rocks in her bags, already mourning the version of herself that got to live here for a while. The outro poem/song is beautiful — salt still drying on skin, the bay deciding your schedule, going sane by surrendering to it. "I'm leaving softer than I came and heavier than I."Same, TT. Same. Welcome to the Closet Disco Queen Pot-Cast, a #1 ranked Women in Cannabis (Feedspot, Million Pods; 2025) comedy podcast with music and pop culture references that keeps you laughing and engaged. Join our hosts, Queenie & TT as they share humorous anecdotes about daily life, offering women's perspectives on lifestyle and wellness. We dive into funny cannabis conversations and stories, creating an entertaining space where nothing is off-limits. Each episode features entertaining discussions on pop culture trends, as we discuss music, culture, and cannabis in a light-hearted and inclusive manner. Tune in for a delightful blend of humor, insight, and relatable stories that celebrate life's quirks and pleasures. 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