Monthly Archives: June 2009
Stain Fighting Will Never Be The Same
A Light Night Show Announcer
A Charlie’s Angel
The King of Pop
and now…
Billy Mays
that loud bearded burly guy trying to sell me KABOOM and OxiClean during the commercials has died today at the age of 50.
How sad.
Where’s everybody going?
The Urban Garden
We have tomatoes growing....hope the birds don't get to them first.
Bought these yesterday. You know what the big one reminds me of? "Feed me, Seymore, feed me all night long!"
We grew these from a bulb. Zander likes them too.
The tomato that grew from concrete. Found this under the deck yesterday. We have no idea how it got there.
We repotted the banana trees yesterday.
Good morning, Sun! This is the metal sun on the back of the house we bought a few weeks ago.
If I knew…
Just finished reading this book. It’s a collection of journal entries from Canadian singer Jann Arden. I have always loved Jann as a singer and own two of her CDs. When I found out her personal journals had been published, I knew I wanted to read them.
I picked up this book last year and would read a page or two each night. It eventually got lost on the night stand till I picked it up last week and decided to finish it.
I love Jann and I know if we knew each other or had met before, we’d be best friends. We think alike. We ask the same questions. We ponder the same things about life and the world and people. We love music. We love to read. We both like cats. LOL
Her writing is such a “feel good” book. I highly recommend it if you are looking for some good motivation and some good light reading.
Love ya, Jann! 
The Man In the Mirror
It’s odd.
It was just another ordinary day at work, and then I leave I’m driving home and I hear on the radio that Michael Jackson is dead at 50.
Despite the last crazy tabloid twelve years of the man’s life, I remember him for what he was in the 80s when I first became a fan.
I remember seeing him moonwalk on the Grammy’s.
I remember buying the record (yes, the record) of the Thriller Album at Wal~Mart and holding the fold outs at arms length to see him laying down in that white suite with that baby tiger next to him.
I remember the Pepsi commercial and him burning his hair. I remember Bubbles. I remember the Elephant Man’s Bones.
I remember the oxygen chamber photos on the cover of the Enquirer.
I remember Brooke Shields.
I remember renting Thriller (and the Making of Thriller) every Halloween. I remember We Are The World.
I remember Lisa Marie.
I will remember the man in the mirror.
Now I know what it felt like for my sister when Elvis died.
Me Sickies
So J just got over a summer cold. As you know, he had a tooth pulled a few weeks ago and probably caught the cold because his immune system was all wacked out. Guess who has the cold now?
It started with a sore throat on Tuesday. I took some nighttime meds that night and last night, but I tossed and turned most of last night with watery eyes. I hate that. I hate when my eyes are crying a good cry and I can’t even emotionally enjoy it because I’m sick and trying to get some sleep.
So I was groggy this morning and feel light headed because the meds still haven’t worn off, and my throat feels all snotty. But it’s almost 100 degrees outside so telling you I want to curl up on the sofa with a blanket and some chicken soup sounds really stupid in June. Being sick in June sucks.
;-(
Quit Ya Bitchin’
I hate people who bitch about how hot it is.
We haven’t even reached 100 yet and it’s the end of June.
These are the same people who bitch about how cold it is in March. The same people who bitch about being cold indoors when the air is on 60 because it IS 100 outside.
Shut up already! Get over it.
John and Kate Separ-8
Really? John and Kate are splitting up? I had no idea. Why didn’t anyone tell me? Why didn’t the news broadcast this everyday? Why didn’t those magazines at the grocery check out show me pictures of them having affairs and spanking their children? Why didn’t the tabloids beat their story into our heads week after week? Why didn’t the trash TV news shows on E make fun of them? Why???? Joel McHale, why didn’t the Soup tell me about this? Why has this been such a big secret? Why, John and Kate? Why???
Why the HELL do I care?
Maybe now we can get back to our regularly schedule deep dish. Maybe now this story will die a horrible death and finally fall out of the headlines. I’m so sick of hearing about John and Kate! Sick of it! I didn’t even watch their show. TLC is already looking for another pregnant couple to take their place. Shows get canceled, people. And tomorrow you won’t give a damn about John and Kate. They’ve had their 15 minutes. Let’s move on already!
You too, Paris Hilton, get out of the way. It’s been a while since I’ve heard anything about Brittany so you must be in the way with your BFF. Somebody needs to take off their panties and sleep with someone already, and film it. Yeah, film it and put it on YouTube or leak it to the tabloids or something because naked pics of Dustin Lance Black just ain’t doing it for me. Somebody needs to kill somebody or kiss somebody and please please please make headlines so the news, the reporters, the radio, and everyone else out there will let this freaking John and Kate story DIE already!
Again, why the HELL do I care?????!!!!!!*)&$@#!@%*
Bags on the Run
We are continuing to “go green.”
J invested in 10 bags for $16.00 from Bags on the Run and they arrived in the mail this week. I’ve been wanting to get some for a while but could never find some that were big enough to please me.
I also didn’t want to invest in store logo bags like Wal~Mart of Walgreens because I think I’d feel odd taking those bags into other stores besides those. Plus, all of those bags that I’ve seen are too small.
But for just $16.00, we got 10 bags which measure 12.5” x 14” x 8.5” with 20” handles sewn down the sides of the bags and base stiffeners in the bottom. Just six bags held almost $200 dollars worth of my groceries today.
If you’ve been thinking about “going green” with these types of bags, I highly recommend Bags on the Run. And I was quite proud for the first time not to have to bring home those horrible plastic bags from the grocery store.
