pinterest and oscars

yesterday we did something unthinkably boring and horrible - but it was kind of awesome in the end... we stayed at home ALL DAY LONG and cleaned :|  behind the couch, under the beds, under the fridge (.... oh deary me, that was BAD) inside the outside dog house, behind the trash cans - everywhere!  we must have burned 100,000 calories in the process (which we splurged on veggie burritos at Tacos Sinaloa ;) and the house is soooo clean you could scrape a razor blade along it and not pick up any dirt.  honestly who gets excited about stuff like that?  bleck.

but this morning, i couldn't sleep - i had to get up so i could gaze at the wonderfully reflective floors and perfectly manicured lawns and print cleaning coupons at Target.com.  (of course a small child had to get up at the exact same time to ruin the zen - then two children :|  honestly.... just.... grrrrrr!)  now i am sitting on my hands desperately waiting for 8am so i can go and get Dawn dish soap and white vinegar and make "the best soap scum buster" that i saw on pinterest... it promises to make shower doors brand spanking new again :)   honestly, pinterest drives me crazy - it has all these great looking ideas, but they are always kind of crappety and blah in the end (i blame photoshop and over-achieving housewives)

anyway.... tonight is the Oscars.  i don't think George Clooney has a cat in hell's chance of winning for the following reasons:

• his eyes were very out of focus throughout the Descendants
• he was wearing ugly clothes and flip flips (but i still think he was heartflutteringly cute ;)
• a very old person is also nominated - and we all know they always always always win everything.  i think the Oscar people always give the old person the award because they might die soon and then they would feel bad about giving it to the younger actor.  which is weird because it seems more young actors die than old actors... i should study this in more detail because i am sure i am onto something...

but i will be watching non-the-less.  truth be told, i don't despise George Clooney's newish girlfriend, the one who smiles all the time and walks the dog.  you just can't hate someone who smiles all the time and likes dogs :)  (i hated that eurotrashy Italian one - she just wasn't good enough for him :)  i could never be George's date for the Oscars - you just can't show up in a dress from Marshalls to the Oscars, you know.  and i'd be so self conscious and nervous, i'd bite my fingers till they bled all over my 'fancy' $29.99 dress :(

off to Target with a spring in my step (meaning: no whiny, toy-requiring, popcorn-begging children allowed) and a song in my heart (namely: Wichita Lineman by James Taylor... it just never gets old:)

this is Nibbles who may be pregnant due to a hilarious sit-com-y mix-up last week ;)

  

this is Miss Rosie who we thought was pregnant but isn't - phew

 

and this is Smokey Bear (nickname Big Buck - he's huuuuuuge and cuddly and loooooves cookies:) who needs to be fixed really really soon!  he has to weigh a pound to be fixed - hence the cookies ;)