Saturday, March 07, 2009

Not a Great Way to Kick Off the Weekend

Nothing could make me more hungry than the doctor telling me that I have to go on a diet.

And no, I am not taking The Challenge.

Friday, March 06, 2009

Staring At the Walls

It turns out that there is a fine line between...

I love being home, being in my house, in my space, I hope nothing calls me away, relaxing

to

The walls are closing in on me, I need to find some girl friends to go out with tonight.

Less Than 7 Degrees of Separation

Just putting a couple of my favorite shows together...

Did you know that she

used to be married to his brother?

PS I haven't watched any of her movies, but it appears that she's not always Cute Little Pam.

Fridays With Ernie 3

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Small Scale Pampering

I'm really not as caught up in my looks as my recent posts indicate.

But here I go again.

I'm really hard on my hair. (sorry Stacey)

I wash, blow dry, and flat iron my hair every day. So when it's been 4 to 5 weeks since my last appointment, it's a bit dry. Really dry.

This morning I treated my locks to a deep conditioning.

Why is this post-worthy?

Because it was a pick-me-up for my whole self, not just my hair.

I feel better.

And I think I'll survive until the next time I sit in my Miracle Worker's chair.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Is it a Hollywood Secret?

Are you all enjoying his new show?

It's fun to have him back on TV. Who am I kidding? I still watch reruns of his last show.

Now... I know that so much of our hair, skin, weight (etc.) is genetic. Clearly, this guy has great jeans. I mean genes.

He is 45 years old and has skin to die for.

My question is this: is it his lucky gene pool that gives him such a beautiful complexion? Or is it some miracle product?

If you find that it is something topical (not an injection) that gives him those irresistible cheeks, please drop me a note. I'd be willing to pay top dollar for that stuff.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

"Stand By For News"

My heart hurts.

I adore this man and used to (back in the old days) arrange my commute around his broadcast schedule.

I remember sitting in the driveway with the car running on countless evenings and after a long day at work, not able to tear myself away until I had heard The Rest of the Story.

Has there ever been a voice so comforting and trusted?