It's bedtime, no time to blog, just two minutes to say a few random point form things - I will blog lots later in the week, I promise. Sick kid last week, teething kid this week, and tired as all hell, but taking a day or two later in the week off, so I'll get my writing pants on then.
Anyway:
First, welcome back CC! I wondered what the hell happened you ya! Good to see you still check in here.
Second, Margo, I read you faithfully, but I haven't had time to comment. I don't like commenting at work, and I haven't had time to from home. But I did a few tonight, and will do more later. Same for you Chunks. No time to comment. But I will.
Third, MamaMonster, I am thinking of you, and you can pull through it, and out of it, and you've come so far, so damnit, you will get through this. Keep thinking of Eddie. And by the way, that's a bad name for the kid - call him Ritchie or something. But anyway, you will get through all this, and I am sorry, your post in the depths of your misery, when you see the clown, made me almost piss my tight pants.
Yes, tight pants. I have been eating and gaining weight. I have to stop myself but don't know how. But whatever, I'll deal with the food again soon, I promise. As soon as the chips are all gone in the house.
Forth, Canadian Idol is getting bad, and the creepy gay kid from Newfoundland who is so odd he's interesting to watch creeped us out tonight singing Wind Beneath my Wings. He dyed his hair and it looks like Jann Arden's or something and it's cut all stupid and as Rachel said it best "now he just looks like a lesbian". He's like 17 and so odd... so odd.
Someone is going to do Celebrity Skin on Rock Star tomorrow night. That is one of my favorite songs of all time, and that album is in my top 10 desert island picks. I really do love Hole, so I can't wait.
Tomorrow is also Big Brother, and I will save comments for that until later.
What else - yes, has a sick, sick baby with a bad stomach bug on the weekend, and now she's better but still really grouchy and wants to be held or nurse non-stop and we think she's teething really badly, so life isn't in a manageable state this week. But damn, I don't know what we did before we had kids. Seriously, I want to just keep having them.
Next, Mel Gibson - is it horrible to say I was sort of glad about all of this? I find him awful.
Next, Chunks has this thing for Johnny Depp. She will kill me but, well, dude looks like he always needs a good bath, some sun, a good meal, and the salvation of Jesus. I would add fucking ugly, but she'd never talk to me again. I am sorry Chunks, just razzing you. But let me say if you ladies think he's the cat's ass, there is still hope for me in Hollywood.
Also, next thing is, why does the next View woman have to be Black? It's all Mo'nique and Brandy and these sisters and why? It will make it too forced if they put a fat black woman there like Mo'nique. Rachel saw her guesting this week and said she shot herself in her foot because she was going on about how she married her best friend, and its ok if he cheats, because he was her best friend, and all this stuff and I guess Barbara shook her head like she was crazy. Rachel said "she married her best friend, that is creepy, like if you and Margo got married". LOL, yeah, that would be interesting - I'd cook, she'd build, and that would be about it.
And speaking of Monique, I have an honest-to-goodness question: why is it so big in the Black community to have "De" and "sh'" and such in front of names? I am being serious? Where does it originate? I remember these twins on Jenny Jones or something, where they were looking for the baby daddy's paternity test, and their middle names were Dequintis and Dequantis. What does it mean? De-fucking-quintis, I shit you not. On "A Different World" there was JeLissa too - what IS the de and sh and Le?
And did you ever notice all the kids now named Tenielle? I don't mind it, but it is a last name.
Also, how much thought do you all put into dinner plans? When do you decide what will be for supper? And Chunks, your hubby might have picked a fight when you served pork chops because they are indeed vile.
It's the fair in town right now so we will be taking the kids and forking over billions of dollars, and the one highlight for me is the Ukrainian group in town always have a food booth but I got sick last weekend at the lake after eating Ukrainian food at the restaurant, and so that ruined it for me.
Finally Margo, someone said Lance Bass came out of the closet and he really reminds me of our old friend who we used to call "Poof with the olive green eyes" which was later changed to "poof driving her dead sister's car". Remember her? Lance Bass has olives in his eyes just like her.
nighty night folks