My New Toy...I bought a Jawbone

OMG, look at my little JB!  Short for Jawbone.  It's the Jawbone 2.0, people, the smallest sleekest on the market.  Believe it or not, atleast on my screen, the picture above is actual size.  No kidding.   I'm so excited about my new handsfree speaking device for my cellular Blackberry-ness.  Because people, my car is my office.  So, I am now the coolest in town, and I'm certain I will hang up on all of you a dozen times before I figure it out, so apologies in advance.  I will call you back.   For those of you not living in California, you probably don't know, but a new law goes into effect July 1 that you can be ticketed for not using a handsfree device to jabber in your celly.  This is why I have had to go deep into research over the past couple of days, to vet out the best product on the market and the best place to purchase said item.  Cnet.com usually never steers you wrong.  Based in San Francisco, I trust their geekdom implicitly.  Even the girl that demos the product is so precise, Asian, and wears funky glasses...I'm sorry if that is stereotyping or profiling, but get over it, Asians are smart.  Just like gay men make great hairdressers.  For years, no woman or hetero was allowed to style my coif.  I digress...let's get back to my jawbone and leave my racism behind.  Anyhoo... I don't think Governor Ah-nuld thought about how I am supposed to dial handsfree.  I'm still a traffic hazard.  I'm probably the first known patient of carpal tunnel for holding a cell phone to my head.   And I have perfected texting while going 30 mph in stop and go traffic.  I don't do it if I am really rolling.  And since my friend at work got in a rear ender checking her email...I quit texting while driving.  I just read when stopped.  I promise.  It's ridiculous, I know.  And yes, read down a few posts, and you'll grow to understand that I am addicted to the BBerry.

Ok, so I am charging my little jawbone now.  JB is so precious.  It has a little leather earpiece and comes with 3 extras, including 2 other size earbuds as well.  The packaging is a work of freaking art...rivals any Apple products in design.  Sorry, but this is what I do for a living so indulge me.  The graphics are so sleek.  JB even has a tiny sliver of blue light that shines so pristinely when in charge/on mode.  The girl in the store let me test it...and I kept hanging up on her.  ha ha.  She was done with me, when I left, for sure.  I made her sync it up and everything...which turns out is automatic practically, so that was no big.  

I'll keep you posted...I'm driving to San Francisco tonite, plan to have JB in place and getting my chat on to chat up all the friends I can find!  

xoxo

New Show Alert: Newlywed Nearly Dead

Just as I finished my last post about what I am watching on tv, it occurs to me I forgot one...Newlywed Nearly Dead.  Oddly, it's a reality tv show on the Fine Living Network.  Ok, so you go from watching a show about rich wasteful and vapid wealthy people, to these goofy newlyweds with marriage issues.  It's a disconnect for me...I'm just saying...but anyhoo...

A husband and wife are both given a video camera and charged with documenting what it is about their spouse that pisses them off. OMG, the stuff they show. Husbands snoring, wives nagging, crabby wife in morning, poor grooming habits, terrible driving skills...and so forth and so on. And then the marriage counselor dude, this calm greying nice man,  see picture below, gives each of them a nickname...like the Bitchy time management wife is called Bossy Boots. The man that chews with his mouth open with food flying out is called ManPig. You get the idea. It's quite hilarious actually.

What's fascinating is that every bad thing we have seen about the wives, Greg claims I have that character flaw as well. WHAT? Me???

Naturally, after every episode, we are in an argument and I'm flipping through the yellow pages for the divorce attorneys. However, we have decided to turn it into free marriage counseling instead of letting it drive us to divorce. He's right, I am Hurricane Cole, leaving paths of destruction where ever I roam in the house. Kitchen table has work papers and laptop, both couches have cushions rearranged to make room for my laptop and magazines. My chair has newspapers on the ottoman, and fingernail polish on the end table. Horrors! Call Oprah, this house is ready for condemning..the cushions are askew and the magazines aren't stacked properly. How can we live like this? Were we raised by wolves?  He needs a chill pill.  His garage is sometimes messy too.  He just keeps his toys in the garage.  Mine are in the house.

Now, on to him. He's not affectionate. He won't hug me when I ask for a hug...because he says he doesn't like to be told when to show love...he wants to do it on his own. Whatever freak, he has issues with being told what to do period...thanks to his parents, I get to deal with that emotional baggage for the rest of my life, just because they told him not to smoke pot and go to school.  He needs to get over it. So, today, he gave me a hug before I got out of bed. See? That show is working! Free marriage counseling. And he went to the bank for me today, and I only asked once. Didn't have to con him by offering up cash or anything. However, that was a mistake...a little side story here...it seems little Coley has had some issues with paying the bills lately. We got a notice that our water was being shut off. Oops...I forgot to pay the bill. I pay online, and sure enough, no payment since April. Yikers. Then yesterday, we get a check in the mail from the home insurance company, saying we overpaid by $200.00. OMG, I'm such a dumbass. So, I was asking him to deposit the check, and he had to sign it, which meant I had to confess my mistake. Ummm, let's just say I hope that doesn't show up as a topic on the next episode of Newlywed Nearly Dead.

But there is some real humor that has come out of this too. Last night, when driving up the street from Home Depot, we see our friend running out to his truck, so we slow down, roll down windows, and shout out to him. He runs over, out of breath, and says, "Hey, I have to make this quick, I'm already late to dinner and she's yelling at me". We were like, "Um, ok, well, Hi...have fun at Disneyland this week, we'll check on your house, see ya'"...and off we went.

I looked at Greg and said, "He's married to Bossy Boots". We bust out laughing.

xoxo

Confessions of a Blackberry Addict

It's happened. I have become addicted to my Blackberry. How do I know? I forgot it when I rode to Home Depot with my hubby yesterday, and while he ran inside to pick up a quick item, I was going to check my email, and call a few peeps. God forbid I sit and deal with my own thoughts peacefully, listen to the radio or whatever. Checked the purse...ok, I didn't have a purse, I just remembered to pick up my trash novel and my ipod. See what I mean? I'm addicted to stimulation of some sort....reading or music or podcasts or email.

So what does this mean? I'll tell you what it means bitches. I'm going to turn my addiction into CASH. I think there's a business here for teaching people, such as myself, how to live in the moment without the stimulus of an electronic media feeding device...be it internet, music, or print. I'm open to ideas and interest in franchise opportunities. I could buy up a lot of those Baskin and Robbins and Cold Stone Creamery locations that are closing. What were those people thinking anyway, charging 6.00 for a cup of ice cream, when you could go to the grocery store next store and buy the 1000% more for 2.00 cheaper. And it still has chunks of junk in it.

Ok, back to ElectronicaRehab, Inc. (need a better name)...so like when you check in...there is a ceremonial locking of your shit in a box, and you can't have it back until the end of the meeting. You know, I have to attend an all-day meeting tomorrow, and on the agenda they specifically banned laptops and blackberry and treos, or any handheld device, of course including cell phones. You can leave at the 15 breaks to check messages, which are every 2 hours. I'd like to see them stop me from peeing, is all I can say.

So, anyway, I'm going to start working on leaving work on Friday and not re-engaging until Monday. Get back to work life balance. I hate thinking about work all the time. HATE IT.

On to more fun news...Get Smart. OMG, that stupid Jan Wahl, only gave it 2 hats. (she the SF Kron News movie reviewer who wears stupid ass hats, as if this was London and hats are appropriate in every day wear...and she rates the movies by the number of hats she gives it...omg, is that lame or what? Stop laughing, those of you who live in normal areas of the country...this is what we live with here in SF...crap radio stations and lame ass reviewers). I was so pissed, after seeing that movie, and loving every minute of it, that I came home a wrote a complaint letter to KRON about Jan, the mad hatter. NPR gave it a good review, as did KGO (KCBS competitor). And now, ColeyB is giving it 4 Cookies...yes, in honor of David Cook, and also my love of the chocolate chip.

Ok, my latest stupid thing I bought at the grocery store is this...look in the frozen food aisle, in the Eggo Frozen Waffle area, and they actual sell FROZEN MUFFIN TOPS. Ok, so these are like so good, microwaved at 22 seconds on high...I ate like 8 of them. They come as a block of 4, supposed to be like the same as eating a round waffle...they look like ufo's. Anyway, check it out...that's some good shit.

Alright, well, I got nothing to say on any kind of anything other than to say, I'm sorry to everyone that asks what I am watching on tv right now. I tell everyone nothing. But in truth, what I am watching, you probably won't be interested in. I'll tell you anyway because I'm bored and it's hot and smoky outside. (fires in Napa area...yikes). So, I'm watching reruns of Gossip Girl...watched 5 Tivo episodes last night. Cannot get enough of it. Watched an Oprah episode, cried my fucking eyes out, and fell asleep. Google "Randy Pausch" and read the story. Go to You Tube and watch his speech. He's an inspirational man that is dying of pancreatic cancer, has been given 3-6 months to live, and is now in his 9th month since diagnosis. He has 3 kids and a wife, was a professor at Carnegie Mellon University, and his journey is the most inspiring story ever told. It's cliche to say all the things like 'live for today, for you don't know if it's your last'. But he is truly showing how to live, knowing his last is coming soon...no guessing, only a miracle could save him. And he believes in those. Anyway, just read his blog. It's fascinating. I could go on and on...just read it.

So, I also have a favorite show I TIVO called "Gotta Have It". I'm so fascinated by new inventions. I laugh when I own something they feature...and I love some of the lame marketing around some of these things, to make them better than they are. Mostly though, this show has helped me compile alot of Christmas gift ideas.

Well, hope your Sunday is going swell, and your weekend has been fun. Go see Get Smart and have a few laughs. Good for the soul.

xoxo

People's Hottest Bachelors of 2008...

David Cook is on page 3 of the list...right after Brody Jenner.  Yummo.  This picture above is from the people.com website pictorial.  Here's the story...

He can sing in front of millions of people, but the 25-year-old American Idol winner admits that his stage bravado doesn't always carry over into his personal life. "Looking a pretty woman in the eye and convincing her I'm worth taking a chance on is different. It takes a specific brand of guts, and it's not the kind I have."

Want more? Watch David share his inner romantic at his PEOPLE shoot in our exclusive video.

Here's the rss feed link to the exclusive video...

http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid416421276?action=rss

Or go to People.com and click on the Hottest Bachelors 2008.

Ok, people...do you ever remember any of the other idols getting this kind of attention post win? I think not...except of course, My Carrie. She got alot of attention...and I feel like David is going to be right up there with her, one year later. I don't remember Daughtry getting this attention...but he wasn't a WINNER either. There is something to be said for the winner. And little Archie...who Jimmel Kimmel says is 12 years old...ha ha...has disappeared. I haven't seen a thing about him. David Cook has not slept in like 2 months...he can't for as many places as I've seen him. I stopped posting most of the stuff, because Chris at work told me I was obsessive compulsive stalkerish.

Anyway, I don't care. I love me some David Cook. I can't wait to hear his first cd. I hope the music people don't wreck his sound or style. And I hope he makes something for his fan base...the Cougars...not gum drop pop. I want his cd to sell big.

xoxo

Tiger Woods and his daughter, Sam Alexis

OMG, what a darling little girl with her uber fantastic athlete papa Tiger.  She looks like such a sweet baby girl.  And it appears she has wrapped daddy T around her tiny little finger.

Congrats to Tiger on a stellar win...his baby girl's first US Open appearance, and he almost won it on his first Father's Day.  The day after isn't too bad though...in sudden death 19th hole play, no less.   

AmyB...Tiger looked spiffy...I bet you and your team at NikeGolf were lovin' the extra time spent on the swoosh!  Cha-ching!  wink.

xoxo.

Spencer Pratt on David Letterman

OMG...so freakin' funny. I have to say, Speidi is getting more press than LC. Much more.

And Heidi Montag was in the green room. Ok, so like watch it, and wonder...how does this shit happen. I'll tell you how...It's freakin' Hollyweird.

What's Up Chicken Butts???

Well, obviously, I'm bored as hell.  The summer of no TV is a sad statement in my mentality and need to be stimulated 24/7.  I've read 2 books in the last week, listened to endless podcasts, and rented two movies.  Speaking of...that Steve Carell movie "Dan In Real Life" was pretty cute.  Very cute, actually.  Has Emily Blunt, Dane Cook, Juliette Binoche, and a bunch of other peeps you recognize.  Very sweet movie.  Worth renting.

27 Dresses...well, if you are a fan of Katie Heigl, then see it.  Also, if you don't have a clue about anything, then you won't see the movie unfold in 2.4 seconds like I did.  It's like the most predictable flick you'll ever see.  But I do like alot of the characters.

Also, I am addicted to Jimmy Kimmel Live now.  It's on TV.   

Another also, David Cook was shooting baskets at the Lakers game tonite.  Or I saw him on 20/20, or Nightline.  He's such an uber celeb already.  It's almost embarrassing that he has to schlep around on that stupid tour.  He's already hobbing knobbing with the superstars.  He shouldn't have a share a booth at Denny's with freaking Kristy Lee Cook after the show.  I wonder if they travel around by bus?

Well, I'm tired.  I'm taking it to the sheets.

xoxo and Happy Friday the 13th.  A really good day for LOVE LOVE LOVE.  If you BELIEVE....

When Nice Girls Carry Guns

When Vonzell Soloman (Idol Season 4) headed to the airport, a run-in with the Po-Po was probably not in the plan-o. The former mail carrier got her self in deep doo-doo...
Here's the story.

Former American Idol contestant Vonzell Solomon was detained for an hour on Tuesday when security discovered an unloaded handgun in her purse at Southwest Florida International Airport. Solomon, who finished third in Season 4, was charged with a misdemeanor for carrying a weapon into the airport. The gun was confiscated, but will likely be returned after the case is complete.
“Vonzell wants everyone to know that this was an honest mistake,” her manager and father, Larry Goethie, tells PEOPLE. “She had a big purse and just didn’t realize that the gun was in it.” He notes that Solomon has a permit for the weapon, and carries it for safety during her long road trips. “She’s a single woman, and she is sometimes in situations where she needs protection. She went through the classes for proper gun safety, and tries to do everything by the book.”
The Lee Port Authority, which manages the airport, is also treating the incident as a mistake. “She was actually charged with a violation of her concealed weapons permit,” spokeswoman Barbara-Ann Urrutia tells PEOPLE. “It is a misdemeanor, so she was given a notice to appear in court at a later date.” After receiving the notice to appear, Solomon called her father to pick her up from the airport. If convicted, she faces a fine of up to $1,000.
“This has been very upsetting to Vonzell,” says her father. “But everyone involved has been very kind to her, and they realize that it wasn’t intentional.”

Jimmel Kimmel LIVE and American Idol Reject on the Finale Red Carpet

Ok, I just caught this in rerun on Jimmy Kimmel. For sure...no kidding...I probably will never post a funnier thing on my blog. YOU MUST WATCH THIS. IF YOU CAN'T VIEW THIS LINK, GO TO YOU TUBE...SEARCH "Jimmy Kimmel Idol Reject".

Do you remember the freaking little boy who got rejected and Simon promised to get him interviewing for the local Fox affiliate in Omaha on finale night. That didn't work out. OMG, Jimmy got him on. And let the mayhem ensue.



By the way, for those that didn't catch it, Mark Wahlberg that he interviewed, is not THE Marky Mark Wahlberg. Nope. How embarrassing. This guy is a Jr. Will Ferrell.

I'm going to go ahead and let you all go change your underpants, because that was a guaranteed pants pisser in laughter.


xoxo.

David Cook at Laker's game

So here's the video of David Cook singing the anthem at the Lakers game. God that song is hard and LONG. Oh my...

So, I give him about a B++. Maybe an A - It's a tough performance with no song behind it at all.

For Archie fans, go to You Tube and view his performance at Lakers game.

bye now

Nashville Star Show Review

Sorry people, but ColeyB wasn't feeling it last night.  I just didn't want to watch tv.  I had to finish the last chapter of my trash novel.  I'm reading "Chasing Harry Winston" which is the next book from the author of "The Devil Wears Prada"...And it was quite spectacular, and it will be a movie.  It's Sex and the City, but 3 girls not four.  

So, anyway, back to NS.  Billy Ray Cyrus is a hot tranny mess.  Why does he think those highlights look good.  And if you stare really hard, you can see his hair plugs taking grip to his scalp.  Plugs in the front at the part...I swear.  I cannot make that up.

Now as for the stand out performances...well that trio of guys is weird.  First of all, the middle guy with the flat iron hair, Fallout Boy Wentz wannabe...well, he missed the mark, and he's really just Tummy Sticks boy...you know the gay brother from Wedding Crashers that wants to play tummy sticks with Vince Vaughn at midnight?  So, officially he is Tummy Sticks.

Ok, and there is Elvis Eyes...that's the girl that has eyes like Lisa Marie Presley, from the town of 45 people...I can't remember her name, but she has a shiny cleavage too.

Jr. Jewel...that's the girl with 12 brothers and sisters and a dad in Iraq.  

Ok, let's digress for a moment...the back stories on this show read like a country music song...my dad's in Iraq, my Dad died of cancer, I'm a single dad raising a little girl all on my own, I'm a mom of 5 wanting to live my own dream, our parents gave up everything to move to Nashville so we could live our dream...yada yada yada...omg, a trail of tears for these people, for God's sake...enough already.

John Rich is a Bitch.  He's the Simon Cowell for sure, but he's so sexy...I think.  I love his spunky little self.  I love his music.  He's the real deal, 4 sure.  Jewel...that crooked tooth has bugged me her entire career.  But she's cool.  The HairClub for Men dude...nice knuckle tattoos. 

Spooky Eyes should have gotten tossed, not Charley.  She's a freak.  But a nice voice.  

The freaky trio and the bff look alikes are going to split votes, no doubt. 

And that's all I have to say until next week.  It held my attention.  And it speeds along, so that's all I can require at this point.

Well, gotta go because my husband just gave me the bedtime call....which goes something like this in a little sing song voice...

"Hey Spark-A-Dilly, it's 11:30...lights out...nighty nite time...get your ass in this bed."  

God love my Prince Charming.  

xoxo  

Nashville Star Premieres Tonite

Hosted by Billy Ray "Acky Breaky Heart" Cyrus

Hey everyone...are you watching it? I am excited. Why? Because there ain't nothin' on tv. I mean nothing. Ugh. It's awful. I'm watching hubby's Dream Car Garage right now.

More later, skaters. I'm going to blog about the show tomorrow morning probably.

xoxo

Kenny Chesney Concert Review...

The view from my seat at AT&T Park

Home of the San Francisco Giants

Hottie Ronnie Dunn of Brooks and Dunn (duh!)

Kenny Chesney...cutie pie

And a surprise on stage visit from the Red Rocker, Sammy Hagar!

Hey, first a shout out to Jen...sorry I missed you among the 40,000 or so drunk fans. Oh, and I do mean drunk. Some crazy bitch grabbed me and started shouting "Girl power" and hugging me. She was blotto'd.

And I cannot go any further in this review without telling you the worst part of the evening, let's get it out of the way...the toilet's backed up. In every toilet in the stadium. No flushing after 8:00 pm. Concert lasted until 11:00 pm. The crazy bitches went berserk. It was potty armageddon. Talk amongst yourselves.

Ok, so, it was not to be for me to get there after Leann Rimes...instead I arrived just as she went on stage. Well, even if she is a skank face with her busting on Carrie Underwood, she surely can sing. But she was dressed like a skank face. She has silver shoes that glowed like she was a fucking stormtrooper in Star Wars. And a silver sequin dress. Um, a little overdressed for a ballpark, you think? It was like 5:00 in the afternoon, sun a blazing, and she's dressed for evening cocktails. Hillbilly.

I took video and wanted to post, except you can hear me singing in the video, and screaming, we love you kenny chesney, and well, it's too embarrassing to post. So sorry. Steve Miller came on stage and sang too! There was a lot of surprise rock performances...with Steve Miller and Sammy Hagar...both SF Bay Area residents.

Well, we had a blast. Thanks for going Sara Suki!!! It was total fun.

xoxo.

Blog Guide for Upcoming TV Viewing

I've gotten alot of emails and questions about what I am watching on tv since the loss of idol. People? Don't you read my blog? I've been in the hospital, dealing with drunk motorcycle victims, and trying not to be killed by my new carpool partner. My plate has been full. And work...don't get me started. Friday night I had to come home and take a Xanax. And yesterday, I said, you know, this saving money is for the birds. I need a day of beauty. So, I got my eyebrows waxed, and then my fingernails polished and my feet soaked, sanded and shined. I was climbing in bed last night, has some new fancy sox on (pink with brown pokey-dots, so cute...I digress) and my foot slipped and rammed right into my husband's thigh. He said, "Damn baby, what's going on?" I said, "I lost my grip with my new sanded feet...no rough skin to grip these 6000 thread count sheets." He said, "Well, you better get some horseshoes on those hooves..." Ok, it was probably funnier in bed at the time, but whatever.

Ok, so back to TV. Well, of course, if you are not watching Top Chef, it's too late. For those of you who are, here's my take on this season...a little bit like American Idol. Alot of pretty good people, but I miss the true honest assholes. The people that are so arrogant they think they can fry rat butt and serve it up as a delicacy. So, we are down to the final three. Stephanie, the girl next door who can't cook a bad meal if she tried really hard, and she has. Richard, who has a mohawk, at times, but is the most mild mannered accountant type you'll ever meet, can also cook as well. More arrogant that Stephanie. And Lisa, the chip on her shoulder Lesbo, who's body language is text book, I hate you don't give me bad feedback, arms crossed bitchy bitch. So, unlike Idol, there is one person you hate. She's a bitch and Antonia, that got booted instead, should have not gotten booted. Which is why I think this show is rigged. They wanted evil vs. nice. Antonia is the single mom...and it would have been 3 nice people, who cares who wins. So now we root against the evil Lisa, instead of for someone else. All in all, I really like that show though. When someone leaves food out overnight, or gets their pot pulled off the burner by "accident", that's some good drama. Atleast for a foodie like me.

Design Star is up next. I hate the Brit host of that show though. I'm probably going to TIVO and watch when bored.

Nashville Star: Now people, if you love Idol, how could you not watch this? Billy Ray Cyrus is host, and he's just so stupid it's funny. I will watch just to watch him mess up each week. And the artists are GOOD. If you like Carrie Underwood, then how can you not watch this? I will be reviewing this each week...and it starts tomorrow night..Monday, June 9th.

Hey, I am just 7 hours away from seeing Kenny Chesney! I am meeting Sara Suki at PacBell Park (where the Giants play baseball for those not local) and we are seeing Brooks & Dunn, Leann Rimes (not that I care...I hate her after her dissing of Carrie) some other people, and then Kenny. Whoo Hoo. It starts at 4. I will arrive hopefully just after Leann Rimes gets booed off the stage. Evil, aren't I? Admit it...it's why you read this shit.

So, what else...well, really, nothing. I don't really look forward to much on tv. I am going to rent alot of shitty movies that weren't worth the theatre trip. Like Steve Carrell's "Dan in Real Life". I rented "27 Dresses" last night. Very cute, but very predictable. Chick Lite for sure, but my 'acts gay but isn't' husband thought it was good. I tricked him last night. We had TIVO wars again. Who doesn't, but I scrolled through all of his tv shows that are saved and he has 27 shows on 'save until I delete', which means nothing else will save. (we have 80 hr hardrive, so I don't knwo what's up) In any case, I will run this by uber-brain (i'll explain in next paragraph). So, in the TIVO war of words, I said, "Fine, if you say, I don't give you time to watch your car shows alone, I will go in the bedroom and watch "27 DRESSES" by myself, since you don't want to see it, and you stay out here and watch "Pimp my Garage". Or "Overhaulin'" or "Pinks". Need I go on? His response, "No, I want to watch the movie." Ding Ding Ding...and on the sofa, we have a winner...Wife gets to watch movie, Husband folds like a cheap lawn chair. Tivo Wars are really my specialty. And little known fact, I'll confess. I delete his car shows mysteriously, every so often. He never knows. He never questions why there are only 3 episodes in the month of March, but 4 in April that are saved. Poor thing. He really doesn't stand a chance, does he?

Well, the carpool guy I ride with is a genius. I am not, in that I spelled genius with an 'o' first. genious? Doesn't look right does it, but seemed right? Ok, so we can all stop worrying that he is going to chop me up. In fact I told him the story of how I should not trust him, according to my blog community. He laughed. In any case, he knows about everything...how to order parts to fix Tivo, cell phones, tvs, etc. We had a 1/2 hour discussion on barbeque gas grills Friday. He's magnificent. My personal "Consumer Reports" resource. I will start sharing his bits of wisdom in a weekly post titled "Carpooler Reports". ha. I crack myself up.

Well, I need to go get my outfit together for my evening with Kenny Chesney. Get my digital camera charged with plenty of memory chips. Can't wait to post pics to you all tomorrow.

Hope your weekend is going stellar, and if you're reading this on Monday...I'm sorry, the weekend is over once again.

Archie's Dad Steps In It Already...

You knew this was coming...Daddy Archie thinks he has control of his kid's career, and went out and sold tickets to a concert. Idol execs put the hammer down and cancel the show, the night before!

3 little words for you Daddy A: Idol Ironclad Contract

They own your son for the next year...read it a weep...or go find Clay Aiken's lawyers...he got out of his deal.

I'm Still Alive...

Carpool dude is cool as hell.  It's going really well.  We are great travelers together.  So all you doubters...it's going to be fine.

Has anyone been to see Sex And the City besides me?  Come on people???  I'd love to know what you think.  

Well, I survived annual review day today.  I didn't get fired, got a raise, which covers 1/2 the cost of the gas increase, so I'm feeling pretty spiffy.  I splurged and bought us Panda Express for dinner tonite...and I got the 3 entree deal for an extra 1.25.  Big time people.  Big Time.  I told Greg we are poor now, with the price of gas, and he better get used to meatless meals.  Last night we had what I called "Supper for Toddlers".  I slapped 2 cookie sheets full of french fries and chicken nuggets.  I shit you not.  Now, the fries were red potato olive oil rosemary dusted yumminess, but still frozen from Trader Joe's.  The nuggets...should I tell you?  Well...they were purchased in a weak, weak moment at Wal-Mart.  They just looked so damn good.  The crust was like 2 inches thick and the white tenderloin chicken was just decadent.  And I whipped up a Dijon Honey Mustard sauce for dipping.  And of course, to ease the guilt, I steamed some broccoli and drown it in Sharp Cheddar Cheese and "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" pump spray stuff.  Yes, it was a 4 star white trash dining experience at ColeyB's Cafe.

Tomorrow we are having Asparagas Risotto.  We'll see how that rolls with the big hubby.  Someone will be in the drive thru at Jack In The Box for the 2 tacos for buck before the weekend is over, I promise.

Happy Friday.    

I'm SAFE...Carpool was a success!!!!!

I feel like the biggest asshole. I mean I really was sort of scared, in my paranoid way, that I would be like kidnapped and my body parts spread over the Nevada desert...

But, alas, the nicest, mild mannered and kind man road to work with me. He's uber intelligent, one of those silicon valley chip maker types, and such a smooth, quiet sounding voice. Definitely a nice way to start my day.

So, $20.00 in tolls saved a week, and $20.00 a week in gas....I'll be rich in NO time. ha ha.

Now, stop reading this blog and go see Sex And the City...which by the way, I always thought was Sex In the City. Where did I get that wrong?

Just Back from the Movies...Sex And the City

Of course, I must say OMG. And my review is as follows:

3 Kleenex Boxes and a pair of Manolo Blahnik shoes.

Sorry, I can't see through the tears. What a fabulous movie. I kid you not, I burst into tears like 3 times. It was funny, sad, touching, heart breaking. I would have never guessed they would have done such a great job with this movie. I MEAN they really figured it out.

And a shout out to my husband, who is the love of my life, and took me to see it, even though he wanted to see Indiana Jones more. So, tomorrow I am buying him a $400.00 stainless steel custom steering wheel for the boat, for his birfday. He hinted, but I am going to tell him they discontinued them. ha! And surprise him a whole month before his birfday.

LOL, well, hope you get to see SATC with your Prince Charming, or your best gal pal. It's worth the money! I rarely go to the theatre and this was worth the trip.

Ok, now once I know everyone has seen it that is going to, I will give my real dish on a few things in a couple of weeks, just for the girls!!!!!!

xoxo,

ColeyB

What's Up????

So sorry it's been a bit since my last post. I am having some health issues right now, in all seriousness, and I am getting some migraine headaches as a result. Nothing to worry about. I have had thyroid issues for about 10 years, and suddenly, that special little organ decided to stop working as hard as usual. So, after a nice trip to the emergency room, because I thought I either had a brain tumor or a heart attack was ensuing, we find I just need to up my dosage.

Yes, people, I went to the ER. And yes, there was unusual drama, because after all, it was ME! Let's see if I can give you a few highlights...

• I kept asking the nurse if I could possibly have various exotic ailments...finally she was so irritated she said..."did you go to medical school?" and I said "no" and she said, "well then why don't you let us figure out what is wrong, and you just relax."   Bi-atch.  Ok, so I shut the hell up.
• Nurse:  "ok, let's get an ekg hooked up...mmm. what's wrong with this machine.  Oh, this machine is always messing up.  Ok, what is your right hand?" (I raise my hand, thinking this is a test because she thinks I've fainted or something)  And then she goes..."oh, I have the wires crossed."  (now I think I am going to be electricuted).  Then she leaves.  Greg is sitting watching the monitor and I asked, what's it say.  He said, "flatline...you're dead, if what happens on Grey's Anatomy is true.)  In walks different nurse, throws the sheet back, and after yelling "hello...I'm Amy, and we are going to take an ekg" (I think, ok, but I'm not deaf) and she sees that first nurse fucked up all the wires and plugs.  Dumb bitch.  Yes the same one that asked me if I went to medical school.  You know my ass was about to ask her if she skipped ekg class when SHE went to that prestigious nursing program at DeVry Institute, no doubt.  
• Holy shit, the ambulance arrives.  Someone has wrecked their motorcycle.  The first words I hear are FUCK >>> IT HURTS.  OMG, this is going to be good.  I'm a little freaked.  I listen to the EMTs give his vitals, tell about the accident, etc.  Oh, poor guy.  
• Subject in next room:  listen, this is really whacked...I learned all kinds of personal shit about this dude.  I know his name, his address, his phone number, how much he paid for his bike, his cell phone carrier, the fact that he blew a .20 alcohol, he's going to jail as soon as they patch his ass up.  He's got a pregnant gf and 2 kids already.  he's a wreck.  Deion is my cell mate in this ER nightmare.  And he is NOT HAPPY.  He calls the nurse a bitch because she stuck him with a needle.  But that wasn't half as bad as when he discovers they CUT his jeans and underwear off his body at the accident site.  OMG.  He starts screaming...those were DESIGNER jeans.  They cost 65.00  OMG, my designer jeans.  Nevermind Deion, you'll be in orange jumpsuit soon.  Well, it soon becomes obvious he is still drunk because he is giggling sometimes.  And then he yells at the CHP officer..."Hey, Miami Vice...hello?  Miami Vice...I see your shoes...some in here." (Said cop is filling out paper work for his future incarceration of Mr. DUI Deion.   I know this because I had to drag my ass to the bathroom with my IV pole, and the CHP dude nearly tripped on my IV stand, by accident).   Anyway, Deion asks about his motorcycle and what was the condition.  CHP officer "Totalled dude...it's in like 5 pieces."  Deion, "OOOHHHHMMMMMYYYYY GGOOOOOODDDDD"  And he starts bawling like a 2 year old at the circus when they run out of cotton candy.  OMG, he was crying so loud.  Me and Greg just looked at each other and were speechless.  So, they finally calmed him down.  
• Deion now has to pee.  He has a broken left hand, it seems, and he is not able to hold the urinal and his 'snake' with one hand.  (When he called his pee pee a 'snake' I thought I was going to die laughing.)  
• Fast forward 2 hours.  It is now determined that the biggest problem is Deion needs surgury, and he is not going to jail now, because he has to spend the night in the hospital.  Around 12:30 pm the doctor arrives, they have dragged him out of bed.  Deion: Hey doctor, do I really need surgury?"  Dr. "I hope so because they dragged me out of bed for this."  (no shit, he really said that.)  It gets better.  Deion decides he is not doing anything until he talks to the nurse, as she is the only one he trusts.  She comes in and says "Shut up Deion, get the surgury.  you won't be able to make a fist without it, or wiggle your fingers, how stupid is that?"  So, Deion said, "ok".  Then the aenethesgiologist (spelling check please?) comes.  And he should have been called first, because Deion is too drunk to be put under for surgery.  I could have told them that.  So, it appears, the adventures of Deion are now over, and he falls  asleep.  Surgery postponed.  
• I finally fall asleep since the Deion tv show is over.
• 4:00 am...Deion is snoring and I get released.  Diagnosis:  Up your pill 25mg and you'll feel better in 4 - 7 days. 

So, I've been sitting here, surfing the internet, when I can read, or sleeping. For like 3 days. Booorrrrinnnngggg.  Couldn't decide if I would tell you guys about the ER trip.  Haven't even told my mom yet.  Or my Dad.  Why have them worry?

My husband is being really super nice, EXCEPT he won't take me to see Sex and the City. Truthfully, we were supposed to go last night but I got a little woozie.  So, I told him, let's go see the 8:00 tonite.  He said "ok".  then I find it's at 7:20.  He's trying to say he's busy until 8:00.  He totally doesn't want to go.  However, when I point out that he never missed an episode on HBO and he watches reruns, he clams up.

So, more tomorrow.  

Hey, programming update.  Tomorrow, I am picking up a stranger carpooler I met on Craigs List.  So, if you don't hear a post from me by tomorrow night, send out an Amber Alert.  Co-workers...if I don't show up for the 11:00 staff meeting, please call chp.  I driving and am meeting him at Starbucks at 8:30 am on Marina Blvd/I-880.  His cell phone number is in my Blackberry, which I guess will be with me, but let detectives know anyway.  

Ok, all kidding aside, I'm sure he's nice.  But just in case, I already have a plan, which is, if he pulls a gun or knife on me, I am driving his side of the car directly into oncoming traffic or a light pole.  I will not be Drivin' Miss Daisy to a crime scene.   Seriously, I am going to make him put his bags in the back seat.  That's after I get a picture of him with my cell phone and call in his DL# to the chp for verification of clean record.  LOL

Alrighty, well, hope your weekend was swell.  I'll give you my Sarah jessica parker review tomorrow.