Dean and His BFF

This afternoon I had a surprise visit from Elsie and Dean who were running errands in the neighborhood.  At least that's the story Elsie tells.  I suspect Dean was asking for some quality snuggle time with his BFFs (Marvin and Shamus) but she's too proud to say it...

Anyhoo - needless to say it was ridiculous.  Not just because the kitties are enormous and tower over Dean.  But because Elsie and I (being the tards we are) forced both kitties and Dean into snuggle positions.  Ah - kids and pets are the best...

Next time we'll take video (especially if we can get Dean and Marvin to spoon again).  That sheesh is going straight to CuteOverload.com.

Scoops of Heaven

Met Elsie and Sar in Tiburon yesterday for a walk and lunch (at Sam's - yums!).  The weather was beautiful and we had a great time.  But the absolute best part?  The ice cream we had afterward.  Oh - it was heaven in a waffle cone.  Seriously...

John Norris? Eek!

So I'm watching MTV on a lazy Sunday afternoon (my new favorite atrocity "Gs to Gents" was on...) when I catch a glimpse of MTV VJ John Norris during a commercial.  Um, hello?  Is it just me or is he the creepiest looking guy on television (besides Flavor Flav, of course).  No, he's never been a Hunkasaurus Rex but I feel like something has gone quite wrong.  As if with each passing year he morphs more into a Keebler Elf.  

The Prince of Darkness

The next time you see my mom ask her to do her Ozzy "Prince of Darkness" imitation.  Seriously - do it.  I dare you.

We just drove back from the city (lunch with my grandmother - yums!).  My mom starts talking about how she loves some show called "Americans Are Talented!" hosted by Sharon Osbourne.  Then segues into how she doesn't like Ozzy (or Black Sabbath) but saw a few episodes of "The Osbournes" and is still laughing about the time Ozzy declared himself the "Prince of Darkness".  Ay dios mio...

Hot Guy, Unfortunate Name

Christian Bale is a fox.  This we know.  But his name is awkward, yes?  Christian.  Christian.  It's not easy to say.  Or is it just me - do I have a (gasp!) speech impediment?!

When he and I marry (which is only a matter of time) I'll have to use a nickname.  I'll call him Jack.  Or Cupcake.  Or Sue.  Anything but Christian.

For Sweet Loraine

What a fox!

You Can Always Come In My Back Door

Hilarious!