… and not say anything, pretend this is nothing new for me, but i’m just so baffled. John Hawkins has me linked on his sidebar? that’s a very nice Thanksgiving surprise, so welcome, RightWingNews readers (and thanks John)! i hope y’all don’t judge my blog by the recent poor blogging. i have a million excuses if you want to hear them.
speaking of hearing, i heard Switchfoot on Leno last night; they played Dare You to Move, which is on their 2nd, 3rd and 4th albums as well as the A Walk to Remember soundtrack. great song. but what was up with Jonathan Foreman’s hair last night? seriously, i couldn’t tell if his gel got the better of him or if he got his head caught in a Suck Cut.
oh, yesterday at work, i had a red sucker. it tasted funky, so i decided to try another red sucker to see if it was just that particular sucker or the whole bag. yeah, that one was the same, so i decided that they were both just nasty. didn’t keep me from finishing them off.
speaking of off, i’m off today to
sunny hot & humid Florida. leaving snow to go to the beach. Frank must be pretty special.
do any of y’all eat Special K? me either. i was always put off by the chick in the white swimsuit doing the scissor kick thingy into the pool. maybe it’s the whole not liking water thing.
about water. i had a bottle of Ozarka yesterday, and i’d made fruit punch Gatorade in the same bottle. had it there in our audit room at the client’s office, and Caroline asked me what i was drinking. i told her it was the blood of audit seniors i’d worked with before. i was hoping to freak her out, but she just laughed. oh well. i’m wearing my Caroline pants today, the black ones with white pinstripes that are way cute.
speaking of pinstripes, the worst thing anyone could ever do to me is accuse me of being a Yankees fan. but Frank and cadetdid it, and i think they should pay for that one for eternity. from this day forward, i decree that the Minnesota Twix and the Florida Darlins will lose every game they play against the Yankees. shoot, Frank likes the Yankees. uhhhhh, boooooo Yankees!
i heart Twix. not as much as i heart Butterfinger, though. but Butterfinger is so stinkin’ crumbly, and it gets your audit workpapers all messy. not that i would know, i’m just sayin’.
speaking of sayin’, Bikermommy called this morning and said she’s stressed out. why, Bikermommy? because my daughter is leaving at Thanksgiving and not helping me with Thanksgiving dinner. i told her to give me a break. mmmm. KitKat.
the kitty cat is all up in my face this morning. i told her i’m going to see the mean man who put her in the lamp, and she started growling. or maybe purring. i can never tell, she purrs so loudly.
speaking of the mean man who likes to abuse kitty cats. i see Mr. Wonderful in 15 hours. now i smile.