Woke up bright and early, had the infant car seat checked by a very nice fireman to make sure it is in correctly. (I love the firemen.) It was. Had my hair cut and blown out. So, since I’m currently unemployed I’m home to watch Ellen now. I love her. I wish I had a reason to be on her show. But first, I had a wicked brownie craving. I also came across a bag of Halloween candy from last year, all Snickers minis. Can they still be good? Of course someone should check, I felt a little bad just throwing them out. The chocolate was a little discolored, you know how it does when it’s in the fridge or the heat and then back to room temp, but otherwise, a-ok. And again, instead of throwing it out, I thought, I’ll cut them up and add them to the brownies! So I did. Then I ate a whole row of them while watching Ellen.
Today her first segment is with Paris Hilton and it’s been hilarious. I’ve never blogged about a show before, and I might not again, but this has been a riot. Ellen goes to Paris’ house, gets the mini tour, oogles her closet, which I am so jealous of, looks at the dozens of pictures Paris has of herself all over her house, and then visits the ‘club’ in her house that consists of some mirrored walls and a stripper pole. Who has pictures of themselves in their home? When they live alone? Ellen gives the pole a whirl, tries on a mini jean skirt and then they head out to the real club, at 6:30pm. I’m sure the episode is on her website, it’s a fun 5 minutes. So Paris doesn’t exactly have any substance, and I don’t know why she is a celebrity, but Ellen rocks; she’s genuine and funny.
Then, at the end, Nick Jonas and Clint Eastwood make surprise appearances. Ok, I wouldn’t know Nick if I ran him over with my Honda, but Clint, he rocks for a guy over 60. Actually, he rocks for any actor. He seems like someone’s tough guy dad. I don’t know if he has a daughter, but if he did, imagine being the guy that comes over to take Clint’s daughter on a date. I imagine it would be like this:
- dude shows up at Clint’s house to take out daughter
- dude rings bell after getting through security
- daughter answers the door and says, “I’ll just get my jacket, come in and meet my dad.”
- dude steps in and stands awkwardly in the living room
- Clint walks into the living room and says, “hey kid.”
- dude swallows gum and says “hello Mr. Eastwood”
- Clint gives dude the squinty stare and says “so, you’re going to take out my daughter”
- dude: “yes sir”
- Clint: “where are you going?”
- dude: “I was thinking we’d go have dinner and maybe see a movie, or go out to a party.”
- Clint: “Are you feeling lucky?”
- dude: “Yes, I mean no. No, not lucky… am I?”
- Clint: gives dude squinty stare
- dude: stares at hands and silently wills girl to hurry up already
- Clint: gives dude squinty stare without really looking at him
- dude: “um, tell her I’ll meet her outside”
- Clint: “Sure, I’ll do that.”
- dude: leaves house
- Clint: goes and tells his daughter the guy left because he needed to go visit his crack dealer
- daughter: “dad, don’t you get tired of reliving Dirty Harry?”
I kind of hope that Husband can channel a little Dirty Harry when our child starts dating. That will keep the boys in line. Right? Nothing wrong with a little intimidation.
There is a good article in the San Francisco Chronicle on nut and peanut free Halloween treats. For those of you with kids super sensitive to nuts, this article has a listing of suggested treats. Wait, it’s not just for kids, anyone with a sweet tooth! Gummis! Red Vines! Junior Mints! Whoppers! Have you ever eaten a whole carton of Red Vines? Leaves a nice fuzz on your teeth afterwards. At least that’s what I hear. Not the Costco tub, the box. Geez.
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So, I’m in a pickle. I’m having friends of ours come over for dinner on Saturday night, which is no biggie. We’re looking forward to it. That is also the night I committed to bringing over dinner for a friend and her family down the street that just had a baby. Also no biggie. The biggie is that I need to provide 2 dinners for 2 families and I’m having a brain fart. And at the dinner at our house I also want to have apps and a dessert. I’m not above buying things, I love Trader Joe’s for goodies, but since I am currently, um, between jobs and super pregnant, I have time. I should be able to do this. The meal for the friend and her family I need to bring over, needs to be something that can be heated up easily, with not a lot of assembly for them, if any. I’m thinking chicken enchiladas, using a pre-cooked chicken. But I don’t know, I don’t love it.
Any words of wisdom please on what to make for our dinner at home, which is just for 4 adults, and what to make for the family of 4 with the newborn?
Hindsight, I think what the ‘biggie’ is, is that I keep thinking about the nursery. It’s not done and I’m 34 weeks. The furniture is there, I washed clothes and put them in drawers, but it is blah. I need some decorations on the wall. Something fun and gender neutral. I’m near the edge. The good thing is I’m getting my hair cut tomorrow morning so maybe that will help me get back away from the edge.
Joined NaBloPoMo. I’m going to give it a shot for the month of November. Posting every day, for a month. Wish me luck! I’ll send you good vibes in exchange for moral support and ideas. You should check it out too.
Another shout out to Listlessness Mondays at abdpbt!
Her list is great, check it out. Anna, I’ve got the socks and I’m with you on #10.
6 things that drive me crazy:
- people not knowing how to merge
- the smell of burned microwave popcorn
- Britney Spears
- not being able to roll my ‘Rs’ (any tips please?)
I’m sure there are more things, but this is off the top of my head. I might add to it later today.
My husband has been working on house and yard stuff all day and I’m trying to think of something awesome to make him for dinner. He actually said sloppy joes. What? Sloppy joes. I’m watching Working Girl (now on video cassette!) because I was kicked out of our yard for being too pregnant to rake. It’s at the part where Tess is about to crash an event at a bar and she’s at Katherine’s apartment to borrow a dress before she goes and she and her friend, played by Joan Cusack, are deciding on a dress. Then it cuts to the bathroom and her friend, Joan’s character, and she says “are you sure?” as she’s about to cut Tess’s massive Jersey hair, and Tess says, “if you want to be taken seriously, you need to have serious hair.” Truer words have never been spoken. Serious hair. Next great line “I have a head for business and a bod for sin.” nice. I’ll try that next time I’m trying to pick up Harrison Ford. So, when husband is done staining the deck, I’m off to Target. Not just Target really, SUPER Target. Right now I’m on standby for a potential emergency run to Home Depot for more stain. My life is exciting. Then I’ll take the puppy for a pee. Hope your day is as eventful.
Do you think you can tell anything about a person by the contents of their refrigerator? Growing up our fridge was always fully stocked and full of leftovers, baked things and all sorts of yummies. Mom was prepared for the friends that were always coming and going after school, on the weekends, whatever. I don’t think she’d approve of this fridge.
that little drawer on the left? dedicated to cheese.
This fridge? This is my fridge, right now. A little sad. What do 3 half full jars of different types of salsa represent? I’m pretty sure the one in the back left now has a new ingredient most people would call “mold”. Nothing interesting about this post, just a thought I had when I went to make myself a PBJ for lunch. On the other hand, there are at least 3 jars of olives in the door. That’s got to count for something.
I wish more retailers had a few parking spots for expectant moms and parents with small kids and strollers. Doesn’t this make sense? In my neighborhood the library, which has a parking lot for maybe 50 cars, has 3 dedicated spots. The local giant mall? I’ve only seen 4. The grocery store, which has about 150 spots, has zero. How many pregnant women are schlepping around doing errands and would kill to have a front row spot some days? Personally, I really felt ok until just this week when I realized that the closest parking spot to the grocery store was a million miles away. I tell you, I actually groaned. It’s not like it’s really that far, but I was already tired and the extra 50 feet seemed like a million miles. So, a plea to grocery stores, big box stores and strip malls. Set aside a spot or two for the people in your neighborhood that frequent your shops. Thank you.
Good article in the NY Times about tap water vs. bottled water. I saw it earlier but seeing it on Kottke reminded me, and reminded me of why I love Kottke.org. He finds the most interesting random things, check it out. Anyway, the bottom line of the NY Times article is in this excerpt:
The Environmental Working Group released a report Wednesday that charged that some bottled waters were “no different than tap water.” And it found fertilizer residue, pain medication and other chemicals in some major brands.
While a lot of bottled water may be as pure as promised in those alluring commercials, the real problem is telling which is which. Public water supplies are regulated by the federal government. Not so for bottled water. The Food and Drug Administration does have some oversight, but bottled water is not very high on their long list of priorities.
So, stop spending money on bottled water and spend it on something better. Here’s some ideas to get you started: chocolates, pedicure, a $6 frappe, wine….
Shout out to ABDPBT for Listlessness Mondays!
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