For the first time in a long time...

...I don't know what to say.

Crock pot tales

I've got a tuna casserole in the crock pot.  Am thinking about making a pot of tea.  The couch is beckoning me.  Should I have a cup of coffee or take a nap?

I wish I were classy enough to shop here...

Ah...another day, another spelling atrocity.

Today Loraine and I went to the Great Mall in Milpitas (don't judge us!).  While walking through this atrocity of a mall we stumble upon a store called Classey Lady.  Imagine!

We didn't go in.  You know why - do I really need to spell it out?  It's because we all know that at times I can be klassy, am never classy and have little hope of ever achieving classey.  But - it gives me something to strive for.

Can I count on my friends to help me achieve classey?  I hope so.

I hereby launch my campaign:  Classey IAH 2009.  Watch out - I'll be so classey it'll blow your mind...

"Is that Dave Coulier?"

That Dave Coulier line is the best part. And the stuff about the mullet. Aw, sheesh - it all made me giggle.

My next boyfriend

Who can resist "The Final Countdown"?!

For Sweet Loraine

Mantyhose?

Every man I know (and have ever known) will be getting Mantyhose for Christmas.  Oh, I shouldn't have spoiled the surprise.  Damn it, Janet!