why is it that.....

when i go to mcdonalds for my kids' dinner i think i can safely live without their yummy delicious golden french fries and obligatory big mac. then i get home and realize i can't in fact live without them. but going back would be weak and pathetic. so i settle for a polkadotty bowl of granola mixed with cinnamon toast crunch and honey nuts and oats, and kid myself it tastes much much better than a big mac (it does not). have i ever mentioned how much i love mcdonalds. they are the same in paris as they are in manchester as they are in new york as they are at john wayne airport = perfectly consistent every single time.

i hear that the real housewives of new york are coming back. i hate to admit it... but i love them the best of all. i will simply DIE if Alex McCord isn't on this season - how i love that woman and her tumor husband, and her shockingly appallingly behaved children who can say Three Blind Mice in latin (?) but have zero social graces. i love her family. for all the very wrongest of reasons :)

though this season i am really struggling to decide which orange county housewife is the nicest/meanest. clearly, lynne is the lamest of them all. her daughter makes me so happy to have little boys - she is such a horrible hateful little creature (and her teeth are way too big and white for TV) but vicky or gretchen... both have moments of niceness and then dark moments when i just can't decide and i have to admit, it keeps me up at night. vicky says we don't know everything about gretchen. but gretchen seems so nice... urgh, it is so confusing reading all these blogs and interviews and trying to make sense of it all.

last night i dreamt about a police chase. the man eventually caught fire and turned into a lump of charcoal but kept on running anyway, ashes scattering all over the freeway. well i turned on tv and there was a police chase on! of course i HAD to watch it - all the way to the end and it went on for h-o-u-r-s. i find those police chases completely addictive - like i can't go to the toilet or get a snack, or answer the phone, i am just riveted to the spot and can't change the channel and i curse the camera man if he goes out of focus or can't keep up with the car... they are never that interesting but i just cannot turn off... can't even record them, must watch them live as they 'unfold' even if it means staying up 3 hours past bedtime :)

our dog Blackjack's health report is back!! $363 of tests later, we now know he weighs 52.9 pounds, his pulse is 120, he is bright and friendly with no social issues, his nose is moist and cool, he has normal genitalia, his gums are healthy and pink and his teeth are properly aligned.... but we still have no idea what is up with the seizures. for another $2000 our vet can cheerfully perform an MRI to discover what else is/isn't wrong with him. vets suck!!

random pics
we love superwalmart

and ruby's peanut butter cup milkshakes

and this house which is 3 miles from superwalmart incidentally



and it being 77 degrees

and watching dinosaur movies

and the trampoline