Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
I know I have shone her possible parentage before and I say "her" because I can't remember her name, and if I can't remember her name, why would I vote for her?
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Guess whose mama went on a cruise on the Love Boat in the early 80's?
When I see Chikezie I think Issac Washington took a break from mixing drinks at the bar to perform on the Lido Deck.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
I am so happy that I am not the only one crazy enough to ♥ Christian from Project Runway. He won "Fan Favorite" by a landslide. He is crazy talented and totally "fierce!" I can't wait to see his collection at Fashion Week.
A.I. results? What can I say? I'm not surprised. I can't even remember those kid's names. And, hello?! Did you see Paula's new video? She is still hot! I am not embarassed to say, she is forever my girl, even though she is a hot mess and saves her only three lucid days a month for American Idol. I ♥ you, Paula!
Kate's son is Aaron?! What happened? Why won't Jack see him? Did Claire die? Is Jack responsible for her death? Did he find out that Claire is his sister? More questions than answers, this is why I love and hate Lost, big time!
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
1. I love watching court tv. It makes me feel superior to the rest of humanity, because I'm smart enough to 1. Not to loan anyone money and 2. I always get it in writing. I also had enough sense to not "play house" with someone I wasn't married to. So many of the cases are about these pathetic women who make car payments or buy gold chains for their boyfriends and then when things go bad and/or they find out that he has another babymama, they want their money back. Suckers. I think they got what's coming to them for "giving it up" so easily. As much as I enjoy my superiority complex, I only watch it with Secret Agent Man and we only watch People's Court with Judge Marilyn Milian. We love her signature line, "Lo barato sale caro." Translation: Cheap things turn out expensive. Ain't it the truth, sistah?!
2. My favorite Girl Scout cookies are Thin Mints and Samoas. Did anyone notice my new Good Mail Countup Clock on my sidebar? I'm just sayin.'
3. I have been on a super secret mission to Singapore with Secret Agent Man. I don't know what he did while we were there, but I spent a good portion of our week-long trip crying in my hotel room. It was the first time I had been that far from my babies for that long. I couldn't stand the fact that if they needed me, I was 24 hours away. Waaaaaaaah! It's a beautiful island country. The subway is super clean and modern. After using the underground transporation in Singapore, the New York subway system was horror to behold. Our last night we had wonderful Asian meal at the Clark Quay promenade. (pictured)
4. I am not a soccer mom anymore. I am now a basketball mom. My boys play on a 3rd grade city league. I try to pay as little attention as possible to the game. I can't stand to watch their uncoordinated growing bodies tripping, traveling, and in the case of my boys, shuffling down the court. But, there's always, of course, one or two kids who really "get" the game and ride rough shot over the kids whose mamas just signed them up so they would have something to do after school or get them off the couch.
5. I am not repressed. Compulsive Writer sent me this article. The article titled "Mormon women seek greater role" makes me laugh out loud. I think my role in my church is great enough. I am in charge of the two hour Sunday services for over 100 children, including the coordination of 15 teachers and other leaders, as well as planning and carrying other weekly activities and overseeing the Cubscout program. Hello?! I think my role is "great" enough. I don't think that anyone who knows me or reads my blog would consider me a "repressed" Mormon woman. That adjective just does not fit the culture. Over-achieving, hard-working, caring, civic-minded, yes. Repressed? No way. I may be able to think of one person who would look at my life and think "repressed", but that is because they don't appreciate the value of God, home and family and the only thing they have been able to fully committ to is their smoking habit.
6. Speaking of being repressed, did I mention at I am going to Hawaii? Yes, that is where all the repressed Mormon housewives go to relax. Seven days, six nights on the big island, just S.A.M and I. The kids are staying home with their repressed Mormon grandma. That's the great family tradition. My parents went to Hawaii three times while we were growing up and never took us kids. So, we, in turn, are leaving our kids behind, also. Don't worry, we will bring them home the customary souveniers of sugar cane, grass skirts, and shell necklaces.
7. Oh, wow, I am almost done. Hmmm, number 7. What am I going to tell you for number 7. It's got to be good. Oh, the pressure! I got nothing. You'll just have to be happy with 6 things about me.
Thanks Anne, this was a lot of fun! Now, I guess, I have to tag some people. Hmmm... Glittersmama, Nancyface, and Aubrey, your turn. If you have done this recently, guess what, you get to do it again:)
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
It's gonna be a good Year of the Rat!
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
If any of you have ever dealt with strained familial relations, health problems, or teenage drama, you will be able to feel her pain. If it's not too much to ask, please visit her blog and give her a word of encouragement.
I'm a bad cook and I'm horribly lacking in the sensitivity department. So, if I can get a bunch of bloggers to go over there and give her a virtual hug, maybe that will be one small way I can show my friend how much she means to me.