Posted on February 27, 2007 by saucygrrl
Earlier this year the rarest of rarities happened, Craig Ferguson, the host of the Late Late Show, showed thoughtfulness, dignity, and compassion far greater than any news-personality and completely devoid of any forced-Oprahesque traits as he addressed the quality of what we consider entertainment.*
In an era where the nightly news is swallowed by celebrity happenings, [...]
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Posted on February 26, 2007 by saucygrrl
Oh the star-studded gluttony that is the Oscars. It’s the biggest night of the year for the rich, beautiful, and the famous to give each other awards. I’m not against it. I watch it. I eagerly await it, have made special dinners for it, and even watch the E! pre-game show. Where else can you [...]
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Posted on February 25, 2007 by saucygrrl
Sean found an ad on Craigslist that just SCREAMS my name:Are you OPINIONATED?Yes.BOSSY?Why, yes I am. What’s your point?SARCASTIC?What’s it to you?And great in the KITCHEN?Does making caramel popcorn from SCRATCH count as culinary goddess?WANTED! Men and women who are opinionated, bossy, sarcastic AND masters of their kitchen for a new cooking makeover show for [...]
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Posted on February 22, 2007 by saucygrrl
I don’t know if there is anything I hate more than having to switch mobile phone carriers. It ranks right up there with the trauma of being forced to eat cold butternut squash when I was a kid.
I have to admit that I’m not the nicest person when I’m on the phone with customer service. [...]
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Posted on February 20, 2007 by saucygrrl
Every week Sean and I go to a bookstore for a coffee and some magazine flipping. It’s usually a nice relaxing time where I interrupt Sean’s reading every 5 minutes to show him something that I want to replicate for the house. We’re not a fan of crowds, or people in general, so we try [...]
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Posted on February 19, 2007 by saucygrrl
A list of good things and bad things when your husband is 4 states away for the weekend:Pros
No one is asking you “Are you blogging? Again?”
Undisclosed amounts of chocolate and or cake without having to blame it on your period
Sleeping on his side of the bed (aka, the better side of the bed)
‘round the clock [...]
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Posted on February 16, 2007 by saucygrrl
I know that it’s kind of vogue for all the cool kids to diss on Rachel Ray, and even though I’ve been known to buck the trend, I feel compelled to say that over exposure has turned this woman’s personality into a freak show.
I understand how TV works. Executives find a format that the public [...]
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Posted on February 13, 2007 by saucygrrl
Left hand, meet right hand. I know that sometimes when the two of you work, you have no idea that the other even exists. Most of the time this isn’t a problem and I don’t mind that the two of you don’t talk. Except today there was a problem with it, and the problem must [...]
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Posted on February 11, 2007 by saucygrrl
I wish popcorn didn’t make me physically ill
I wish the house would stop smelling like the popcorn Sean made for lunch which is in turn making me feel very ill
Or maybe it was the two handfuls of popcorn I ate that’s making me ill, even so, the smell is just awful
Sean eats popcorn for lunch; [...]
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Posted on February 11, 2007 by saucygrrl
Things that can be found under my bed this very instant (in no particular order):
A violin, it’s bow, a music stand, and violin music
No less than 17 tiny wadded up paper balls
A whole mess of kitty tumbleweeds
A shoe box, which contains something other than shoes, but something that’s so not shoes it’s contents will not [...]
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