The big D-land can be a little overwhelming for a four-year-old. Eva spent most of her day reluctantly wearing her birthday pin, and furrowing her little brow amidst what had to be the biggest crowd I’ve personally ever seen gracing the [alleged] Happiest Place on Earth. It turns out the little girl who will parade around in costumes for her… Read more →
Month: April 2009
Ew.
I told you he was a total douche nozzle. He picked Taya. Gross, shady, self-promoting, sky-high eyebrows Taya, over dear, sweet, genuine, invested, normal(est) person Mindy. If I had any faith in Bret Michaels, I would have lost it tonight. Luckily, that’s [clearly] not why I watch his shows. Read more →
Happy Birthday Miss Eva
When I call her my “Beauty Queen” she calmly corrects me and tells me she’s a princess. She’s FOUR years old today, and she’s got to be one of my favorite people on this planet. By a stroke of fate (an impromptu weekend visit to spend some time with my very pregnant sister before she popped, and the only return… Read more →
So many catch up posts, so little time.
I know, I know, I’ve been terribly remiss. I’m breaking the rules of blogging, and backposting everything I’ve wanted to say and haven’t had time to in the last couple of weeks. Hang on to your hats…we’ve got a lot of catching up to do, so if you’ve got the818 on your RSS feed, it’s about to blow up. ‘Cause… Read more →
Kara Dioguardi: Also a Total Douche Nozzle
There’s a new most hate-worthy person on American Idol, and it’s not one of the contestants. It’s this bitch. Kara Dioguardi – to put it kindly, You Suck. I knew I kind of didn’t like her when she tried to go head to head with Bikini Girl during the audition process…girlfriend, you’re a judge, and she’s an idiot in a… Read more →
Kumar goes to the White House
HOUSE SPOILER. If you are behind on your TiVo, read no further. So, Scott and I were shocked, SHOCKED last night when Lawrence Kutner, Kal Penn’s character on House (we love House – it’s totally picking up Grey’s Anatomy’s slack) inexplicably shot himself in the face. At first, I chocked it up to the House writing staff’s affinity for offing… Read more →
Bret Michaels: Total Douche Nozzle
You know I love me some Rock of Love. But c’mon Bret. Stop trying to pretend you’re looking for love or any kind of serious monogamous anything. Bret is such a douche, I often wonder how he says what he does with a straight face. Last night, on the same episode of Rock of Love Bus where he kicked off… Read more →
Yakedy Yak…don’t talk back.
Nothing brings me back to being 8 years old and running around barefoot in the backyard at a sunday BBQ like the Stand By Me soundtrack. I rediscovered it this morning, and it’s getting me through the hell that is Spring Cleaning today. While thoughts of the boys above pulling leeches out of their underoos still gives me the willies,… Read more →