Hot Dog

Last night Erik grilled out hot dogs and they smelled so good and I thought I was going to die of jealousy. So I ate one. Yes, yes...two months of no red meat or poultry broken by the worst possible meat that exists. The grill seems to be where I am weak. But it's back on the bandwagon again today. Can you grill fish? I'm being serious.

My new favorite show on A&E is called "Intervention". It's about, um, interventions. But I could have done without the intervention of the bulimic girl while I was eating lunch today. Last night's intervention was about a woman addicted to botox and plastic surgery, and then when I woke up today one of my favorite documentaries "The Eyes of Tammy Faye" was on. Is the world trying to tell me something?

Why shop anywhere else? I'm being serious. EVERYTHING you need is at Target. They have cute clothes, jeans that fit, home decor, food (although we realized they only carry fat people food) EVERYTHING. I love it there.

After much debate and studying people both at Ikea and Target I have come to one conclusion. It is not ok to just leave the baby in the cart when you put the cart on the cart-escalator. Even though it WOULD totally save time.

Phone interviews are great because when you say something really stupid you can make that "Oh my god what I just said was so stupid" face instead of having to say it to yourself in your head, which can be distracting. Example:

"And so why are you interested in being a receptionist?"
"Oh I am just really skilled at speaking on the phone."

No, no...I didn't say anything that stupid.

Yes I did.

The last week in July is my least favorite time of year because it is when Brannen goes on vacation for an entire week. I usually have to call him once while he's there to have a gabfest but once is not good enough. I mis him like crazy when he goes there and I'm also jealous cause he's on a vacation and I'm not. (Unemployment is not vacation. It's stresscation. It's getfattercation. It's feeluselesscation) But the best day in July is today. Because he's back and we get to go on a little date and eat delicious food and have a girly little gabfest about everything he's missed while he was gone and all the haps from vacation. Sounds exciting, it used to be scandalous and gossip filled, now it's more like this...

Me: Well, the cats are starting to get along better. Although you missed a pretty intense fight the other night.

B: That's cool. My niece doesn't need water-wings in the pool anymore.

Me: Awesome!

B: Yeah.

Me:........

B: More wine?

Me: Is the Pope Catholic?

Oh I'm just kidding, it's not nearly that tragic.


Ok, last thing. You guys often tell me that you don't leave comments on here because you don't want to register. I think that's silly. Registering is nothing and you don't get sent spam and you don't have to pay or really fill out that much info. And it doesn't mean you have to have a blog. So you should do it! Doesn't everyone think that Mom and Trista Smith should get on the comments?

Erik got me into Lord of the Rings. I'd never seen it. despite it being 482 hours long, it's not bad. Especially since part of the deal was that I would only watch it if we could pause so I could ask questions freely. I'm excited for the second half of the second movie.

More later...