First, as you read this, I am on a plane to California. Woohoo.
Second, our oven hates me. Literally, every single time I bake something over 400 degrees every smoke detector in the house goes off. This gets old and is the absolute worst when T isn't home to go turn it off. At 5'2, I cannot come close to turning off the smoke detector unless I bring the chair in from the dining room.
Jillian Michaels is a mother. What? This woman scares me. I mean I have tried her 30 day shred and after 5 minutes I hate her. I watched her on The Biggest Loser and thought 'calm down lady' and now she has children! Also, I may be oblivious to things but I had no idea she was a lesbian. I guess I never thought about it. (and maybe she's not but in her People.com interview she definitely was in bed with a lady).
I love this woman who outed the man who stole her phone by posting his picture on Facebook. I am thinking about getting the app just so I can be that bitchy girl who outs you if you take my lifeline.
T occasionally lets me play DJ and I always remember songs that just made me happy way back when. I am always shocked that he hasn't heard of most of my favorites but I suppose it makes us even for the movies he likes and I have never seen. (One day Star Wars, one day).
Favorites: Everybody's Free by Baz Luhrmann. This speech put to music came out in 6th grade and yet I know every word.
No Sex in the Champagne Room by Chris Rock. This song is stupid and therefore way too catchy.
Torn by Natalie Imbruglia. Girl angst.
Why Can't I by Liz Phair. More girl angst.
Possibly a little too much girl angst. Anyway readers...let the Jersey Shore be a lesson with the start of summer happening this weekend...Don't Forget to Wear Sunscreen.
















