So. I've been bored.
I've updated my links to other Fab Blogs, trying to include everyone who links back to me. If you read my blog (and lurve it so much that you'd like to lick it) and don't see that I've linked to you, please let me know. I'll fix it straightaway. You read me, I read you, etc. We be simpatico and all that.
You Should SEE My Laundry Room
I've finished reading gods in Alabama, The Bad Mother Handbook and Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination. I'm TOTALLY going to buy Martha O'Connor's book Bitch Posse and soon as LAME-ASS Canada lets me buy it. While I waiting I'm reading Wendy Holden's newest. (BTW, I heart ALL of the books above. Buy them today!)
Yes, but Does She Use Salon Products or Suave?
I got my hair "done" the other day. I was so starting to resemble Constantine. And now, well, just WHEE! I have to say that I'm really enjoying the look this time. My colorist did the highlights a wee bit blonder this time around and it totally makes me feel all beachy and ready for summer even though it's a mere 43 F outside. When it came time to getting my hairs cut, my stylist just sort of did it, because honestly? I'm just not one of those people who go in and ask for Meg Ryan's hair or a Rachel. I put my hair in his hands. And thankfully, I didn't look like this guy when I came out of the salon.
I Can't Stop Eating Potstickers
People, DO NOT go to Costco and buy their econo-pak of sweet, tasty, sloobbbbber, potstickers. I beseech you. You will not be able to stop eating them. As I sit at my desk, I am looking at not one, but FOUR drips of YUMMY dipping sauce. Sluuurrrp.
I Also Can't Stop Crying
My BFF emailed me on Thursday to say that SHE IS WITH CHILD. OMG! AYEEEEEEEEEEEE! When I was home in January, she and I talked over MANY bottles of wine about the aspect of her deciding to have another baby. Her oldest is 13, her youngest is 4 and a total handful. She had always thought she wanted three, but after her second son, she wasn't sure if she could do it again, in case it turned out to be another little rascal. I admit that I rather boozily tried to talk her into it, because why should I be the only one with 3 kids? HUH? Tell me! I assured her that the third one would definitely be a girl, because come on! God wouldn't punish us that much, would he?
So, YAY! She's 16 weeks along, and I'm SO VERY HAPPY! And so now I know why she didn't come to Canada for my b-day and why we won't be able to drink together for a year, but HEY! I get to sniff and squeeze a new baby when we go back to Florida in January! (It's gotta be a girl!)
And the Cork Is Green!
Last night we had some friends in for dinner, and whilst at the yee old wine shoppe, I picked up a bottle of Cat Pee on a Gooseberry Bush. Yes, I'm a sucker for a great label/name. Hee! But HEY! It was quite good. You know...for cat pee.
For some reason, I think my ISP is deleting my emails to certain people. WHY HAVEN'T YOU RESPONDED? If you wrote me/commented and I didn't write back, can you try this email addy? I hate being ignored. Waaaaaaaaaaaah!