The lovely and talented Frank J. loves cookies, and I made some tonight and had recently taken them out of the oven. He went into the kitchen to put his enchiladas plate away.

FRANK J.: Can I get the cookies now?
SARAHK: Yes. But get a small plate, not a big plate.
FRANK J.: But I want a big plate of cookies.
SARAHK: No more than 3 cookies for you.
FRANK J.: How many do you want?
SARAHK: None.
FRANK J.: Ok.

Then he gets his cookies and brings them into the livingroom.

FRANK J.: I brought you a cookie.
SARAHK [laughing]: I told you ONLY THREE COOKIES!
FRANK J. [laughing]: I was going to bring you three cookies but I figured that was too transparent.

i’m still not watching Fox & Friends. it’s Fox & people i don’t care about anymore. they could have put Martha McCallum in where they stuck Gretchen Carlson, she has so much more personality and doesn’t just sit there nodding her head. she’ll let you know if she disagrees with what you just said. better yet, they should have LEFT E.D. HILL ON THE FOX & FRIENDS and gotten rid of whatever the problem was in an opposite fashion… the morning show is now just like the others, with Matt and Meredith, e.g… maybe their target demo is 65 and older. who knows. i’m still out.

i made burritos tonight for the season premiere of Smallville (a great premiere!! very snarkworthy!!). now. my leg has been hurting since about 4:30 p.m. while i was out shopping. i left the house around 2:30 and went to the pet food store, then B.J.’s Warehouse, then Publix, so i’d been shopping all day. then i went straight into putting away the groceries and then straight into cooking.

so i made burritos with cilantro lime rice, canned refried beans (i’ll be starting a letter-writing campaign to Publix soon if they don’t start carrying La Costena again, because the best they have is Old El Paso with green chiles, and it’s still not as good as La Costena), Herdez medium salsa verde, colby jack cheese, salt, pepper, and my homemade guacamole. and i made them super-sized (almost Chipotle sized) so that Frank would only need one so i wouldn’t have to get up again once i sat down on the couch.

plus i put together a bowl of fresh fruit.

by the time the groceries were put away and the kitchen was clean and dinner was ready, it was 8:15, and the nerve in my leg was on fire. several times i had squatted down in the kitchen to relieve some pressure. that doesn’t help so much, but it makes me feel like i’m doing something about it. of course, Frank had no way of knowing this, because i had not told him.

so i finally brought our burritos to the livingroom and sat down, content to not move again until bedtime. surely Frank would need to get up for something, and he could fetch my next bottle of water for me. i was a third done with my burrito when i noticed his plate was empty.

no way! i sent him breakfast and lunch with a brownie today!

when i got to halfway done with the burrito, he asked if there was stuff to make a 2nd burrito. i said, yes, there is, but my leg hurts, and i just sat down. i took another bite of my burrito, and he said that he would just fill up on brownies instead, and he went and got the whole tray of brownies.

i was just not up for making another burrito, nor was i up for explaining to him where all the parts were, and i was mostly full… so i offered him my remaining burrito half. he said he’d eat it if i weren’t going to. yeah, fine, eat it. then, two bites in, Mr. Bottomless Pit said that he knew he would still be hungry after he was done. i finally got up to pee and said, “fine, i’ll make you another burrito, i just wanted to sit down for a minute, my leg is killing me.”

and he was not trying to pester me. really, the man would have filled up on brownies and fruit and eventually would have made his own burrito with me yelling instructions from the other room but i wouldn’t have wanted to instruct. it’s easier to do sometimes. and he felt bad about me doing it, blah blah blah.

so then, THEN!! i peed, then i went into the kitchen to make his burrito. i looked into the livingroom… HE WAS STILL EATING MY BURRITO! ok, i wasn’t actually full when i gave him my burrito, i just didn’t want to walk or stand up anymore, so i was like here, take mine so i don’t have to move.

SARAHK: Hey, you can’t still eat my burrito if I came in here to make you a whole other one!
FRANK J. [sheepish and truly sorry]: I’m sorry, I thought you didn’t want it.
SARAHK: No, I just didn’t want to get up and make you another burrito!
FRANK J.: I’m sorry. I’m just a bad husband all around.
SARAHK: You’re not a bad husband. But I was sacrificing for the team. I wasn’t full yet. Leave my burrito alone.

I’ve been giving him a hard time today. My poor husband.

That Destiny’s Child didn’t know what they were talking about, dawgs. Earlier…

SARAHK: Will you feed Rowdi while I put away the groceries?
FRANK J.: Yeah, I’ll feed her.

Ok, so he said it in his “I didn’t even hear you” tone, and then he kept talking about one of his comic books or something else that I wasn’t listening to. :D

SARAHK: Hey, will you feed the dog? I need to portion out and put away all this meat I bought.
FRANK J.: Yeah, sweetie, I’ll feed her in a minute.

But he was all zoned out and distracted and went and sat on the couch and started doing internet stuff.

SARAHK: Hey, are you going to feed the dog?
FRANK J.: YES!! I’ll feed her in a few minutes, Swe.. SARAH!
SARAHK:
FRANK J.:
SARAHK:
FRANK J.:
SARAHK: And don’t call me Sarah!
FRANK J.: I don’t even know where that came from. I started to call you something else and then changed to your name in mid-word.
SARAHK: I know… I didn’t like it.
FRANK J.: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.
SARAHK: It kinda hurt my feelings.
FRANK J.: I know, I don’t even know why I said it.
SARAHK: It’s ok. I know you didn’t mean it… It was like you were calling me a name.
FRANK J.: I know. I’m sorry, sweetie.

Oh my goodness, we are the biggest couple of dorks! He had to apologize to me for calling me by my name! It actually did sting a bit. We always call each other Sweetie or Monkeyface or Sweetie McSweetness or Goofy Goof or Schmoofy Schmoof or Dummy Head or something else. He never calls me Sarah, and I only call him Frank when he’s going off on one of his ADD talkfests and I can’t get his attention, or he’s being ugly to one of the animals. Then I’ll call him by his full name like a mother does a child.

well, i can tell y’all a little bit…

have a little bit of grocery shopping to do. Frank has stated that he wants something “cool” for dinner like nachos or anything in that category. neato food, you know? to celebrate the start of a 3-day weekend and the premier of season 6 of Smallville tonight.

Smallville? totally snarkworthy. but i have to make a decision. Smallville? Lost? ALIAS is gone, so I need a new show. CSI Miami is always ripe for it. Smallville always. Lost always. 24 and American Idol will be weekly snarks for sure, because those are kind of in high demand by more than 2 people. So I have room for 1 more show with the loss of ALIAS… I’m thinking just snark random episodes of any tv show whenever the muse hits me. Most likely I’ll be hit often by the Lost muse and the Smallville muse. and ok, the Horatio muse. I loves me some sunglasses. so tonight i’ll want to snark Smallville.

but there’s something else i’ll be doing later today and tonight and tomorrow, but i cant tell y’all about that just yet. but it will be fun for me.

also have lots of work to do on the book. we are so close on finishing and getting it published.

and the wedding photos will be online for 2 more days. so i MUST finish my work on that tomorrow. AHHHHHH.

at least i already walked and jogged with the dog today.

btw, this is day 4 of the dull migraine. i think what’s going on is that the endo put me on the thyroid med, so i’ve got the increased hormone this month, plus i’m really close to the time for my period. sooo. my body is just adjusting. PLEASE. my body is just adjusting. i can’t go back to living like that. subliving. half living. i refuse. my body, my choice, haha. where are the liberals coming out in my defense? NO MIGRAINE FOR OIL!

re: this 9/11 blame game. over at IMAO. (language warning: I said the h-word.)

yes, they’re broken and giving you cryptic crazy talk, but i’m still getting them. they just all go into moderation for me to approve. please keep commenting.

Sizzle thinks he was doping. I do too. I think he was doping with the prescription meds, and they can’t call it an allergy, because the official doc report will show that’s not true. So they have to say T.O. tried to kill himself, because if they say he OD’d trying to feel good, then they have to deal with drug suspensions of a major player yet again.

Oy. My Cowboys give me headaches. Why can’t all the sports be hockey.

I don’t really know why it’s a big story for me, or anyone, when the world is on fire. He’s ok, and the big stories today should be these wildfires in California and oh, um, I don’t know the suspicious package in D.C. that had a court building evacuated when Muslims have already been told to evacuate D.C. and New York for the next big terrorist attack. Osama’s already given his 3 warnings and is expected to release his next DVD (preorder it from Amazon today!) in the next couple of weeks. “Jafer the Pilot” is missing and likely in possession of a nuke or nuclear materials within the borders of the U.S., and President Ahmajibberjabber of Iran says that the big end of the world cage match will happen in the next 2 years. Okie dokie. So let’s go on and on today about egomaniacal T.O. and his pillpopping “suicide attempt”. Forgive me if I don’t buy it or think it should be the top story.

Oh, you know how Jafer the Muslim Pilot got into the U.S.? Through the Mexican border. I have such a hard time figuring out why so many people don’t want to solve the problem of illegal immigration. LET IT FESTER! They seem to think it’s just about Mexicans coming over here and destroying hospitals in San Diego and south Texas and getting free healthcare and receiving social security benefits while not paying into the system. That’s part of the issue, yes. That part bites. But NEVERMIND ALL THE TERRORISTS JUST WALKING RIGHT ACROSS THE BORDER!

Other news bigger than T.O. is that the Dow is dangerously close to proving that the economy doesn’t suck. What? It doesn’t? What? We already knew that? Everyone knew that except the media? Hmm.

And there’s the shooter at the school in Bailey, Colorado, with bomb squad on scene. That’s bigger than T.O.’s “attempted suicide”.

And this US / Mexico / Canada shadow government thingy, which doesn’t really surprise me as much as it outrages me (American Socialist Union anyone?), considering they’re also starting to talk about legislation to build the “super-slab” from Mexico to Canada. Because that won’t cause a whole nother illegal immigration problem for us. Let’s build a highway straight out of Mexico that goes all the way across our country. With convenient exits what, at every Home Depot and every major downtown area? They’d better be toll exits.

Ummm… this is also bigger than T.O.’s big stunt, except that it happened on 10 January. Ok, why did this article not say so until the end of the article? That’s helpful info. I’ll tell you up front. I’m nice. A passenger jet’s autopilot was trying to kill all the passengers. The pilot finally had to disconnect the autopilot. And he couldn’t get through to air traffic control because of RADIO CONGESTION??? WHAT??? Yeah, that doesn’t make me feel good about flying anywhere in the world, thank you Heathrow.

Oh, and then there’s the PETA nannies. They’re all about saving the animals. Unless it’s Rowdi. Then they want to ban her, because she’s evil and kills people like guns kill people. Speaking of guns, go buy my t-shirt. It doesn’t take much to please me. Just guns and diamonds.

Same as the free speech left. They want free speech until ABC wants to have free speech that they don’t like, then they want censorship.

Hypocrites all.

I feel a rant coming on.

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On Dancing With the Stars last night (I’m just now watching, I only watched Emmitt last night). Monique Coleman’s skirt fell down while she was twirling, and wow, she didn’t even bother with the undies? Maybe they’re built into the skirt, and when the skirt comes off so do the teeny weenies?

So will the FCC make a huge deal out of this one? I guess we’ll see… I don’t see why the FCC would care, considering that there’s nothing to the outfits they’re wearing anyway. Like me seeing her crack is any worse than me seeing every other inch of her body. Dude, naught was left to the imagination to begin with.

BTW, did anyone get a load of the massive kiss that Monique’s partner planted on her at the end of their dance? It lingered a while.

Monique even said to Tom Bergeron that the jump she did in her dance scared her clothes off, and Tom Bergeron said, “No, thankfully not,” trying to make nothing of it. Sorry, Tom, we saw it, and the audience cheered. People are watching you.

Oh, come on. How does boring and stiff Harry Hamlin get better marks than Emmitt Smith? This is ridiculous.

as requested, equal time for the fairer species.

btw, i always get better pictures of Sydney than i do of Minerva, because any time Minerva sees me with the camera to my eye, she waits until the finger is on the button then turns and walks away. i swear, she is a two year-old child.

So the day I started on the Lyrica, I also started on the Asmanex inhaler. It’s a steroid for asthma to prevent asthma attacks. No, I don’t have asthma, but I have horrible postnasal drip from my allergies to cats, dogs, and dust mites. I think if I had 5 more Ionic Breezes in the house and steamed the carpet every week, I’d be fine. Anyway, I checked out the Rx list, and the incidences of the back pain and arthralgia side effects are far more common with Asmanex than with Lyrica. Which stinks, because my breathing has been great with the Asmanex. But the Lyrica is more important to me because of the whole epilepsy thing and I don’t like leg pain and whatnot.

So I called Lisa and told her that I’m going to stop the Asmanex and stay on the Lyrica and the Topamax and see if the side effects go away. I might still have the vision focus issue and the dizziness, but those side effects come and go and probably go away after adjustment period. She’s checking with the neuro but thinks he’ll be ok with it.

I also told Lisa that if he tries to take me off the Topamax, I’ll make an appointment and make him tell me to my sobbing face. She laughed.

I called my allergist and they said fine, stop it, but I’m the only person ever in their lifetime who has complained of back pain and arthralgia in the hands. I informed them of the Rx list side effects and that I’m not crazy, and I’ll see them next week to figure out what else they can do for me when my cough gets bad again.

I’m also stopping the worthless Zyrtec. It does nothing for me, never has.

So it’s status quo on the Lyrica and the Topamax, and I’ll monitor the side effects, as always. If they don’t go away after stopping the Asmanex, I call and insist that it’s the Lyrica and they should try a new anticonvulsant and leave me on Topamax for migraines. No more Asmanex, no more Zyrtec. See the allergist next week. See the neuro in January. Low thyroid hormone for now, see the endo again in January.

SARAHK: Wow, Terrell Owens tried to commit suicide last night? [NOTE: this is still speculation, because Fox got it from KDFW, who got it from the police report that said it was a suicide attempt because the bottle of pain pills was empty when they got to T.O.’s place, but all the news reports say that T.O. had an allergic reaction to his pain meds.]

SIZZLE: Really? Wow, I have to go read the newspaper. I have not heard anything about this. I was listening to my cd’s on the way to work instead of the radio. Will update soon…

SARAHK: newspapers. they report yesterday’s news. blogs and internet news sites and tv report today’s news. [I apologize for leaving out radio. I didn’t leave out radio on purpose. I’m a huge talk radio fan. In fact, I’m turning on Glenn Beck right now.]

SIZZLE [ignoring me]: Yeah the newspaper says he was taken to the Hospital due to having adverse affects from his pain medication from Monday’s surgery on his finger….

The radio says that he tried to kill himself.

SARAHK [by now, we’re overlapping each other, frantically trying to inform each other about T.O., because we’re both huge sports fans, both huge Cowboys fans, though I admit she’s more into football because hockey’s my game, and I think T.O.’s a gigantic pinkytoe]: all the news reports are saying he had an allergic reaction to his pain meds, but the police report said it was a suicide attempt. probably an allergy.

SIZZLE: They are calling it a suicide because he took to much pain medicine. I think he was trying to get messed up not kill himself intentionally. [Ha, cynicism doesn’t run in my family, does it?]

SARAHK: yeah, that’s more likely. sounds like T.O., because he’s a big fat jerk, but not a melancholy woe is me jerk. just [a pinkytoe.]

SIZZLE: Right.

UPDATE: New

SIZZLE: FROM VALLEY RANCH… Not a suicide attempt…just [a pinkytoe] that is paid way too much for what he contributes to this team. I should have known…T.O. could never kill himself, he loves himself too much!

(BORING MEDICAL TALK ENSUES)

I talked to my neurologist’s office yesterday to tell them about my Lyrica side effects (dizziness, back aches, sometimes I have trouble focusing my eyes when reading, hand pain is back, and one other), and this happened…

LISA: How are you? Nevermind, don’t answer that.
SARAHK: First migraine in 2.5 months, and it’s a two-dayer. But it’s not a horrible one.
LISA: The doctor wants to take you down to 50 twice a day on the Lyrica and 25 twice a day on the Topamax and then find out how you’re feeling in a week.
SARAHK: Um… o… k… Well, I’ll have migraines and seizures.
LISA: Here’s the thing… we’re back to square one with you.
SARAHK [crying on the inside]: Please don’t let him take me off the Topamax. This is my first migraine in almost 3 months, and it’s probably because my endo has me on new thyroid hormones and my body is adjusting to those. The Topamax is good.
LISA: The thing is… all those side effects, the hand pain, the leg pain, the back aches, they’re all Topamax side effects. The dizziness is the only one that’s from the Lyrica.
SARAHK: I’ve been on the Topamax 4 months, and I only started having these other effects after my Lyrica dose went up. The only big side effect from the Topamax that hasn’t gone away is the leg pain. Everything else came from the Lyrica, and I didn’t have it at all with the 25mg dose, and I don’t have it all the time. The seizures went down almost immediately when I started the Lyrica.
LISA: But Lyrica isn’t for your seizures, that’s for the pain in your leg.
SARAHK: I know, but as soon as I got off the Lamictal, the seizures were way worse than before I was on anything. The Topamax did nothing for the seizures. The Lyrica almost completely stopped the seizures, which surprised me a little. I still have a few seizures but not as many.
LISA: But you didn’t have the side effects before the Lyrica?
SARAHK: No, just the leg pain. And if I’m going down to 25 on the Topamax, I need a prescription, because those aren’t splittable, they’re coated.
LISA: Let me talk to him and tell him what you said about the side effects. I’ll call you back tomorrow, he’s left for today.
SARAHK: Ok. I don’t want to turn into one of those patients that you hate to hear from… [but I will if you take me off the Topamax and I start having a migraine a day again.]

I didn’t say that last part, but if Lisa calls me today and tells me that the doc still wants to take me off the Topamax, I’m going to tell her to make me an appointment so the doctor can tell me to my crying face. And I’ll make him look into my sad, weepy eyes and say, “No more Topamax.” And then I’ll cry some more and say, “Let’s try this again.”

Thing is, after having chronic migraines for 2 and a half years and then having almost 3 months with no migraines (ignoring the last 2 days) and feeling like I actually have life back in my body, I might be yelling something including the words “Topamax” and “cold dead hands” when the neurologist tries to take it away from me.

I designed my first t-shirt ever. It’s totally me, and I want one. Go look!

The judges didn’t like him tonight (I the non-dancer did, though, so boo to them), so vote for him by calling 1-800-VOTE-4-05, and you can vote 9 times from the same phone #. And I have 3 phones, so I can vote 27 times.

what in the world is this about?

I hate the show without E.D. Hate it. I still want to know why they demoted her to Fox News Live. I wonder if it’s because of her comments about the Pope. After he said what he said, she said, “Why did he have to say that?” and she seemed really exasperated with El Popo. What, are Brian and Steve Catholic and don’t like the Baptists saying stuff about the Pope? Oh, get over it.

Do you like how I’m making up everyone’s religions today? And how I’m making up my own version of events of why E.D. got fired?

I’d take her over either one of them any day. Personally, I really like Steve and all of his kookiness, but Brian is a married man and flirts with every woman who comes through the door, so I could do without him. Put a leash on him and keep him at home until he learns how to behave at the dog park, and bring back E.D. But E.D. is the only one who ever kicked off her high heels and put up her dukes and asked tough questions - not only asked tough questions but didn’t accept the standard political rhetoric answer and instead fired back. You never knew when she was going to explode.

Maybe she can replace that moron Brian Williams over at NBC. Kick Katie’s pinkytoe, even though he’s doing that on his own. Oh my goodness, that is such a fantastic idea, I should have been paid a fee to write it.

Uh uh. Say this is a lie. Brit Hume is leaving the network altogether? I’m not sure who will be most unhappy about this one, me or Bikermommy.

Earlier this week, FNC announced that vp and Washington bureau chief Kim Hume has decided to leave the network after the midterm elections in November.

I assume that means Brit Hume, as he is the Washington bureau chief. All this shaking up at Fox News is going to make me cry. UPDATE: No, from reading Brit’s Wikipedia article, Kim is Brit’s wife. Brit is the Washington bureau managing editor. I’m ok.

Anyway, I’ve been channel surfing ever since Frank left for work. I kept asking if I could change the channel because I hate the new show as is, I hate it with this new Gretchen Carlson, and he seemed to think I was joking. I wasn’t. I’m out. I’ll tune out when Frank leaves for work, and I’ll come back at 10 when E.D. comes on. I don’t do cutesy nose crinkles. I just don’t.

Note: even if you get the weird error message, your comment is getting to me. it’s just going into my moderation panel and i have to approve it before it shows up. unfortunately, i won’t have time to fix it until after we get this book published. so please please post comments, i love them and live for them. and even when the error message lies and says aoiwmjrpaoweun rcaoiuwvepoaweisujrfjsl;kijf slkajdf;asjdmfaiweh f0ujwrfoauj jau09q3[r9qnJF LJR[=0RI-UI09 NM]941-0VMKMF, don’t believe it. I am getting your comments.

By a third of the way through it, I was already saying, “As your car dealer about…”

The Nissan Versa commercial is so great! It’s the one about “Autoclaustrophobia”. And it does all the prescription drug stereotypes, such as the puppies and children running through the flowery fields, the smiling families, etc. I was grinning ear to ear. By the end of it, I was going, “Come on, say it. Say it. Say it.”

When they said, “Ask your Nissan dealer about…” I raised my arms and pumped my fists and cheered. The perfect prescription drug commercial parody.

Kudos, Nissan!

a stabbing twinge above my right temple that feels like the beginning of a migraine isn’t a migraine, right? right? RIGHT?

if i ignore it, it isn’t there. 2.5 months and counting, i refuse to have a migraine…

exercise fends them off. maybe if i run to Curves real quick. no no no.

She just went nuts because I brought in a bag of rawhide bones (rolled up centers, no knobs on the ends). She did a couple of psycho-crazy-eyes dog laps around the livingroom and came out from under the pool table with that playful braced-to-wrestle-you stance (she never does get to wrestle, poor thing) and looked at me, waiting for the rawhide. So I made her work for it.

She was sooooo excited, so she did tricks and commands, and she did several of them wrong, because when she’s overamped, she sometimes goes into throw-everything-out-there-and-see-what-sticks mode and hopes that she’s done the command I’ve asked for. Though she is getting better about that one.

Anyway, when I finally gave her the bone… she took it over to her rug and chewed on it for about 30 seconds. Then she went to sleep.

Overstimulation.

is over at IMAO.

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on Fox & Friends this morning, it sounded like E.D.’s not on the show any more. they kept congratulating Gretchen and talking about how she got how her first show ok (funny, i figured they’d give the show to someone like Kiran or Alyson or someone who’s been around the channel for more than 5 minutes). Frank said Glenn Beck said they moved E.D. to middays suddenly for some observation she made? anyone know what happened?

oh wait. there she is. she’s on now at 10 a.m. with John Scott. who was it that used to be there with him? i can’t remember. i want to say Juliet, but i’m not sure. UPDATE: Bridget Quinn or something.

also, i know Mike and Juliet don’t have their show anymore, it’s going to be moved to a morning show to some other channel that starts in January??

big shakeup on Fox News. i really want to know the story with E.D. she’s now on Fox News Live with John Scott. ???

Frank decided to play “hide the dog treats” with Rowdi. I need to come up with a punny name for it. We stuff the Kong Stuff-a-Ball, put it in the toy bucket, put all the other toys on top of the ball, and let Rowdi find the one with the treats. It’s so cute how she finds it too. Yesterday, on her 2nd try, she tried to chew through the side of the bucket so she could get directly to the Stuff-a-Ball - she wants a direct route, yo. Today, though, she pulled out each toy that was on top of the Stuff-a-Ball, and then dropped the toy on “her” rug where she chews her rawhides, and then sniffed each toy (even the tennis ball), just to make sure it wasn’t the one with the treats inside. Anyway, we took pictures.
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Rowdi is just cute sometimes.

Ok, I’m going to be the one to say it. Clay Aiken copped out on his new CD. He only has what, 3 or 4 original songs on the whole CD. The rest are covers from the 70s forward. It’s like he missed American Idol so much that he went and recorded it. No no, I don’t want to record my own CD, I want to go back to my Idol days when I’m just singing other people’s stuff.

Listen, Clay, babe. I know that most of the stuff on the radio today is garbage. I get it. And I get that you’re not a songwriter. But I also know that if you dig hard enough, you can find good songs to record. You know, as long as you stay out of the American Idol song book (My Destiny, Do I Make You Proud, Inside Your Heaven, anyone?).

And actually, if you can find yourself a rhyming dictionary, you can probably write 12 songs at least as good as what’s playing on the radio these days. And with your pipes, you could get away with pretty much anything.

Anything, that is, except making your third album be an album of covers. You’re not allowed to do that until you’ve already put out at least one greatest hits album (of your own music). And so far, you’ve done 1 original album, 1 Christmas album, and now this, a covers album. I’m sad. I’ll still buy it, but not this week. Not in any rush for it. Maybe I’ll ask for it for Christmas.

But at least you just keep getting cuter.

i think it’s the Lyrica. my dose went up this week, and all over my medicine bottle it says, “My cause dizziness.”

i was dizzy before i ate breakfast and dizzy all day long. after my afternoon Lyrica pill, i took a nap at the Hyundai dealership while i waited for Frank’s car. funny, when i take the pill in the morning, it doesn’t make me sleepy. when i take the afternoon pill, i need a 20 minute nap (minimum - i usually go for a good 45 minutes or so). then at night, of course i’m on my way to bed.

the good thing is, it’s for the nerve pain that the Topamax apparently gave me, but it’s also an anticonvulsant. it immediately kicked in on the seizures.

it’s so weird to feel your whole face “buzzing” (like did you ever lick both connectors on a 9-volt battery when you were a kid? like that but not so strong, more just like an electrical field all over your face) and then rub your nose and feel the electricity move with your finger across your nose. and then when you stop touching your nose, you can feel the electricity move back into place. weird weird weird. that’s how the seizures were right before the Lyrica. because after i got off the Lamictal, they were really bad.

but now they’re better.

anyway. the dizzy. i think it’s from the Lyrica.

Ok. I’ll have to DVR it and fast forward through the lascivious dancing. Yes, I said it, and it was the first word that went through my head. I won’t watch that kind of dancing. The exhibitions all were of that type, so I’ll stick with the competitive dances on Tuesday night and tune in to the results show just for the results. Besides, that’s Bible study night, so all of our Wednesday shows get DVR’d that night anyway.

BTW, the music played during the dancing (during competition night and results night) is all live, right? It seems like the singing is live, too. I want to know who the girl singer is. She’s very good. I want that girl’s job.

And yay Emmitt & Cheryl staying in the competition!

Oh, last night after I replayed Emmitt’s dance for Frank:

SARAHK: So I’m going to have to watch Dancing with the Stars. Because of Emmitt Smith.
FRANK J.: Yeah. Ok.
SARAHK: I was always a big fan.
FRANK J.: Of course you were. He’s Emmitt Smith. And you’re a Cowboys fan.
SARAHK: Ok, I’m really sorry, but I have a crush.
FRANK J.: It’s ok. [y’all, this is a big “ok”, because usually he would say “you stop talking about him. i don’t want you having a crush on anyone but me.” this is the first “ok” ever.]
SARAHK: But I’ve had the crush since like high school.
FRANK J.: I know you did. It’s ok. He’s Emmitt Smith.

Yay!! I get to have a crush and giggle gleefully after his dances!

i feel like my brain is on overload. there is so much for me to blog.

Rosie O’Donnell is such a big fat idiot that i could literally devote hours to what she says every day. i was thinking about doing a video podcast every day just to respond to whatever stupid stuff she says. i’ll call it The Spew. i might start that next week.

then there’s our Idaho trip. still have more to blog about that, mostly pictures.

pictures from Tarina’s trip to here. oh, and did i mention that Tarina, a blonde, green or blue eyed girl from Texas was searched 3 times — THREE — flying from Amarillo to Florida?? yet to get a suspiciously-behaving passenger searched, she and two other passengers had to point out this behavior to a ticketing agent in order to get that guy searched. i can’t remember for sure, but i think she said he was Arab-looking. i could be wrong about that. so i could rant about that.

every day, there are dozens of news stories that grab my attention.

i have songs i want to write, songs i want to sing! of course, i really would like to learn the piano/keyboard so i can accompany the singing, but that’s another story.

honeymoon. remainder of my move from Texas to Florida. remainder of the Bad Example Family (& Friends) Reunion. from like a year and a half ago. oh, and we got married, and once i have wedding pictures (i have to finalize that in the next 9 days), i have to post those… oh, yeah. we went and saw Kathy Griffin in Jacksonville and had a three-day weekend in St. Augustine. have a lot from that weekend (including me being the lone booer at Kathy’s concert!).

but i have a job! i lost much of my edits on the first In My World compilation, so I’m having to reenter them. close to finished, and close to publishing that book, but working hard on that. plus so much work to do on the house. painting the whole house. replacing the blinds… most important is the IMW compilation.

so the blog must suffer. stinks! i have too much to do when i have so much to write! i have the perfect job for blogging, too. i’m a stinking housewife! argh.