Thinking about....

Never thought I'd be saying this to my three year old...

Girl: Mamma, I like Weenie.

Me: I like Weenie too, baby girl.

*snort*

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There are some folks out there who seem a little shocked that I dig NIN as much as I do. Don't be. They are a phenomenal band and Trent Reznor is an amazing talent. I am a DIE HARD fan. That's why you should listen to them.

Pretty Hate Machine (1989) and Downward Spiral (1994) are my two favorites.

April 17th "Year Zero" debuted in stores. Check it out. Can't be disappointed.

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Dancing With the Stars. Love it. To pieces.
Apolo Anton Ono is the Cute-eest thing I have ever seen in my life.
And Joey Fatone is adorable.
I cry every time I watch Ratzenberger. He kills me. Too sweet.
Laila is gorgeous.
I want to be one of those professional women Ballroomers on that show. They are hawt!

Heather Mills...I can NOT believe you made it another week. Sympathy votes enabled you to beat Clyde the Glide. What a crock.

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Check out this post if you eat olives...(I do) Apparently, the FDA has recalled some olives tainted with bacteria. Yum.

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Uhm. Yum. I Will have one this weekend. I pray.

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Took Art to the vet the other day for his 'One Year Well Baby' visit. Unfortunately, it looks like he's healthy as a horse and it seems he'll be part of the family for at least a good 15 years. Damnit to hell. My cabinets are in for it. And so is my sanity.

Don't cry Art, Girl loves you.

Good Girl or Bad Girl?

"It's the good girls who keep diaries; the bad girls never have the time."
~Tahlulla Bankhead

I am keeping an online "diary" for the first time ever...I guess I've been a bad, bad girl... *wink*

Give that girl a cracker...

Ok, so Fa is napping and I am indulging in some useless television for a change. I'm watching America's Next Top Model. That skinny chick just friggin' fainted, right on television! What the hell? I love the way no one does anything to help her. It turns out to be some sorta condition...*wink*wink*nudge*nudge*...you can't fool me, she's frickin' hungry. Come on, what if she's on the runway and frickin' drops down for the count?

What is it about these women? Why do they hafta be so friggin' skinny? Shouldn't they hafta eat to keep going, or do they do nothing all day but pout? I guess it doesn't take up too many calories to do that. And why am I sooo friggin' jealous of them anyway? I'd like to see them staying at home with a 2 and a half year old all day, dealing with tantrums and potty training. They'd eat something to keep them going then. Damnit. I better stop watching T.V.