~ Last night I dreamed that I was doing Bree Van de Kamp Hodge’s dinner dishes. I think I was her step-daughter in the dream. But, get this, she insisted I do the dishes in cold water and she used dollar store dish detergent. AND, there were some glasses that I had to wash that had, like, week old milk in the bottom. I was thinking, “Oooh! This is the real Bree Van de Kamp! I’ve got to write a book about this!”
~ How am I still finding Christmas decorations more than a week after I packed everything away? Next year I’m keeping a list of where all in my house I decorated. I blame you Z! ;)
~ Message to the women on VH1’s Tool Academy: RUN! Get away from those men. NOW! And, maybe try some therapy yourself. NO, definitely try some therapy yourself! (And, yeah, I'm kind of ashamed that I watched it)
~ I wish it was someone’s birthday so I could have a piece of that mucho fattening buttercream icing-ed grocery store cake, with a scoop of chocolate ice cream on the side.
~ Do you know when the best time to go to the grocery store is? When there’s a football playoff game going on in your city. Nobody is in the store! (Even though the Panthers lost)
~ Back to the Christmas thing: where do those tree needles hide where after you’ve vacuumed all of a sudden they appear on your steps or in your hallway? They may be alive, I’m not sure.
~ So, this girl at work told me about this music website and I love it! It’s Pandora. You put in an artist or a song, and Pandora makes a whole station for you based on your entry. But the cooler thing is that you can make a lot of stations, so you can basically listen to whatever kind of music you want at any time. Of course I may be way behind on this and everyone already knows about it, and I’m just talking to a bunch of rolling eyes and nodding heads that are saying “yeah, yeah, yeah, I knew about Pandora three years ago, ya dope!”