Monday, August 01, 2011

black panthers, beach cottages, Amy Fisher and explosives

got up just in time to reserve one of those Crystal Cove beach cottages for next February (yes 2012... half a year away) and now, naturally, i am filled with anxiety in case it sucks. they have no TVs... honestly a TV should rank alongside running water and king size beds... it's just that much of a necessity :|

watched Celeb Rehab over breakfast of coffee and ginger cats - oh summer mornings, how i love thee!) i think i figured out what it is about that Amy Fisher that upsets me: her eye make-up is far too heavy for how thin her eyebrows are - it's just so off balance and panda-like but not cute like a real panda - no, tragic like a bad panda halloween costume. oh yeah... and another thing that bothers me: the fact that she shot her boyfriend's wife in the face when she was like 12 :|

also i was perterbed to hear she hates to use the phone too :| i just can't be like Amy Fisher... so in a bid to conquer my phonephobia, today i made three phone calls (while driving so it was an extra hard test) and each time the phone was busy :| but i am working on it ;)

went shopping and bought the collapsible market tote of my (lame/housewife) dreams. it is quite wonderful though - i already filled it with snacks for the trip (not that i'm desperate to leave town or anything ;) and it looks so much more mumsy and responsible than a plastic bag :) let the vacation commence!!


found a highlighting kit under the sink.... i wonder how long it's been there and if hair color goes off.... i am using it before vacation - i don't care :)

while on the subject, i am sick and tired of having to throw away half a tube of hair color when i dye my hair because i only need half a tube. but on the packet, it says "caution: don't save leftover hair color or it will explode and cause serious injury or loss of an eye" the thought of which is so terrifying it makes my blood run cold with fear. soooo, i put on my thinking cap and while i am not a trained pyrotechnician by any stretch of the imagination, i figured that the only reason the hair color blows up when stored, is if the color and the cream stuff are mixed together creating some kind of explosive. sooooo.... why not just pour half of each bottle into a mixing bowl and then store the remainders unmixed? genius!! (i hope... fingers crossed ;)

yesterday, Simba, our former foster cat who was Mr Bumps' first and ONLY arch enemy, was ADOPTED!! by a retired panther trainer from Las Vegas, no less (isn't that the best?!! i swear i didn't dream this ;) good for you Simba and Caring Friends... from the OC pound to a perfectly wonderful home :)


speaking of dreams, i had a dream last night i was the camera-person on Teen Mom and i had to follow Farrah around to all her various crappy jobs, all of which she took Sophia to and she kept falling off tables and getting hurt. boy was it depressing and i actually felt quite sorry for her. however, one thing that doesn't add up about Teen Mom, if they make $250K a year, how come they have crappy jobs and no money for stuff on the show? i don't get it!

off to make blueberries and greek yogurt for dinner :) with honey and raisins - i looooooooooove honey and raisins!! and blueberries and greek yogurt too!! it's a taste sensation! i love to cook! xoxo

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