I don't know karate but I know crazy

Oh, how I love this song. And, seriously - I need to say "I don't know karate but I know crazy" more often. Well, because it's true.

Note to self: Have Elsie sew me a cape with her new sewing machine (and Bedazzle my initials on it).

Oh, yeah!

I'm watching Saturday Night Fever on television.  It doesn't get much better than this...

I remember watching this as a kid.  Thankfully at the time I didn't understand how sad the story is.  I was too smitten with the music and disco dancing (you know - because that's how I rolled in the late 70s).  My family used to have the soundtrack (on 8 track, of course) and would listen to it incessantly.  Can't tell you how many dance routines that 8 track inspired.  Oh, yeah.  Nothing like a rump shaking, finger pointing, hair flipping five year old (yikes!).

Watching this reminds me that John Travolta used to be a hunkasaurus rex.  Of course, my Travolta of choice will always be Vinnie Barbarino.  But now he's nothing like he was in his fox days.  What happened?  I blame it on Scientology.  Xenu steals your hotness.  Shame...

George Jones and Jack Daniels

Sometimes classic country and a glass of whiskey are all a girl needs to get by.

I do have a 1/2 birthday coming up..

For anyone who was wondering "What should I get IAH for her 1/2 birthday?" (which is on 2.14, BTW) - here's a hint.  

I want a two-pack of "You Can Shave the Baby" dolls.  Imagine the hours of entertainment!  

I just wish it didn't look like the love child of Carrot Top and Donald Trump...

Two cats, one box

Baby Wiener

I had quite a surprise when I turned on the television today.  

The television was on channel TLC when I turned it on.  I pressed the "info" button on the remote to see what the show was.  The show was called "Baby Wiener".  No, I didn't make that up.  It's for reals.

Being the mature, sophisticated and classey woman I am I immediately start snickering and guffawing.  Is this what programming has gone to - shows about baby genitalia?  Really?!

Then I read past the title of the show to discover it's an episode of a series called "Baby Stories" where they chronicle families having babies.  So, yeah - I guess that Wiener is the family's last name.  Of course, this is still snicker and guffaw-worthy but just not as much.

And the saddest part is that what's most snicker and guffaw-worthy is me.  HAR!  Ugh...

I couldn't resist

Yes, I know this is a repeat but I couldn't help it.

I can't get it out of my head. Probably because Elsie, Jemmy and I sang it (and danced along) for about 90 minutes today. Yikes...