Happy Leap Day!

Want a little background on the weirdest day of every four years? Here's a witty take on February 29th!

Are you a Leap Year baby? Today is your day! There is a site dedicated to just you! Check this out for consumer specials and all kinds of other quirky things!

Have a good one!

the countdown is on! let the sqealing begin!

Two weeks from today, we will be in the city we love so much celebrating our 15th anniversary! I've launched a countdown clock on the sidebar so you can keep up!

We cashed in Marriott Rewards points for the hotel, and will be staying at the Marriott Marquis in the heart of Times Square! We are so excited!

Since we saved a TON of money on the room, we felt it okay to splurge on tickets to see Wicked. Look at these awesome seats! I love American Express Cardmember Perks!

And here is the sight we've been waiting to see for a few years! Our friend, Stephanie J. Block as Elphaba in Wicked on Broadway at the Gershwin Theatre! Now then!

Stay tuned for many more details and gushes!

I now bring you the absolute best reason to subscribe to Showtime, immediately:

Jennifer BealsYes, yes she IS ripping her pants off...

Somebody's been doing Pilates...

Happy President's Day!

Join me in celebrating our current president, George W. Bush!

Our dear Georgie will go down in history as the most ineffective, inept, feckless, and dishonest president in history.

Check out a lengthy list of inadequacies our fearless leader has compiled.

Be assured, it's not finished.

Have a great holiday!

you know she's no good

I have gone on the record as recently as last year to state that we have a plethora of drug adled starlets in our midst. Clearly we have met our quota. I have lumped Amy Winehouse into that sad group, and rightly so. Her offstage, and sometimes onstage antics have plopped her squarely in that mix. I mean really...just do a YouTube search for yourself.

I am, however, smart enough to seperate the girls social antics from her sheer and undisputed talent.

I watched the Grammy's Monday afternoon (tip: always TiVo awards shows) with high hopes for her victory and rise from the ashes. I was not dissapointed. Amy came away as the clear winner and ultimately we, the consumer, are so much the better for it. Her style, and flair for the early days of the girl group sound of the 60's meshes intriguingly with her chest thumping gansta rap shout-outs. I personally can help but giggle when she performs because it is somewhat quirky and endearing.

That being said, I watched her accept her gold grammophone statues with a look on her face that was truly sad and touching. When her name was announced, an expression of disbelief and surprise covered her face. As this unfolded all I could think of was the little girl inside who was genuinely surprised that millions of people really like her and appreciate her talent. It was as if this little girl has been so lost in the world of drugs, that the true reality of life and the success of her adult career were somehow kept from her.
My hope is that this new realization helps keep this young girl on the path to rehabilitation. I'll be rooting for her.

This just in from the "No Shit Sherlock" Department

Miracle Mike

“Well I didn’t major in math, I majored in miracles. And I still believe in those, too." ---Mike Huckabee

Is it just me or is this really mixing church and state? I mean, are these supporters really voting for someone who relies on miracles rather than math? Sounds similar to our current no-science administration. Huckabee takes every opportunity to fling his preacher status into the political ring. Thank God for math because Huckabee has no chance of garnering the number of delegates needed to recieve the nomination.

jai guru deva om

I just finished watching "Across the Universe" a film directed by the brilliant Julie Taymor. It's a groovy little film that is set in the 60's but honestly spoke to political landscape of today just as easily. It's eerie how things from that time in history slide right into our struggles of today.

The film is beautifully done and features some up and coming actors that will no doubt make their mark on the mainstream soon. Even if they don't, I'm glad I know about them. In particular, Evan Rachel Wood has a brilliant career about to unfold. Natural.

The film reminded me somewhat of "Hair", but more importantly reminded me of the brillaince of The Beatles, both as a group and as individuals. Absolutely genius. I hope you check it out.

Does this make me a bad person?!

Some of you know that my lovely is away for a few days at the Parker Seminar in Las Vegas. I was suposed to go, but the dog sitters went on vacation this week so I needed to stay here. How dare they.
Historically, the first night in the house alone, I don't sleep well. I'm up a lot, I'm nervous, I'm afraid I will sleep walk and do something stupid and there will be no one here to stop me...you get the idea. And that is again what happened. So last night, night #2, I was looking forward to sleeping like a baby due to exhaustian from the previous night. All was going well. I fell asleep at a respectable hour and was indeed sleeping like a baby until 2:30 am when the house alarm went off. Ever had this happen? On a normal night when we are all here, it is extremely unsettling. Couple that with the fact that I am home alone and sheer panic and terror set in as well as being jolted awake from a dead sleep. By the way, this occurance does wonders for depleting your adrenals!
So the alarm company calls to make sure we aren't under attack, and to get the passcode which makes sure I am not the intruder. Hyperventilating, I give the code and ask which door is the problem and wouldn't you know it's the one RIGHT NEXT TO THE CONTROL PAD and I need to enter the code to shut off the ear piercing alarm
Did I mention I am here alone and, by the way, the dogs don't even bother to get up and protect me!
Long story short, I know right, there is no intruder, but one of the door sensors is acting up...possibly. Crime Prevention Monitors, here's a tip: SPEAK IN ABSOLUTES! There should be NO guessing when it comes to a possible break-in and your conversations with the homeowner!

So here is the part where I might be a bad mother/person: I made Mason walk into all the closets and bathrooms on the first floor while I stood away with my finger on the last 1 of 911 which I dialed just before sending him off to forcibly protect me. I'm awful.

I, like most pet owners, think that my children are smart, clever, and intutive. They pick up tricks easily enough and demonstrate their wits on a daily basis via obedience, or lack thereof. Clearly there is something going on upstairs, so I never question their abilities.

That all ended yesterday. We are having a screen enclosure installed over the new pool and Mason and Karly just can't seem to get the hang of the fact that THERE IS A SCREEN at the edge of the patio. They have both run into it, head first at a trot...twice. This is only day 2 of having a screen, so it looks to be long week.

I guess I shouldn't be too disappointed in them...a squirrel got trapped in there this morning. Damn screens... how dare they be all screeny and everything...

Whuuut?!!!

Okay, does THIS qualify as 'high crimes and misdemeanors'?

Sounds more like a game of "Mother May I".

A girl can dream.

Attention Frontyardigans: Curtail the poopies,

or Jesus gets it!

OMG! This is hysterical!

I can see where this is a valid news story, but don't you think the headline could have been more delicate?!

Inhaling Pig Brains May Be Cause of New Illness

You remember the hoopla raised a few weeks ago regarding Hillary Clinton crying on the campaign trail? Of course. Who could forget the stink that raised.
Well, I heard an interesting take on that moment of human emotion Hillary shared. The media made such a big deal about it, and she was scrutinized from both ends for being either a weak female or a manipulative politician, take your pick. Here's the question that escaped us all:

Why aren't all the candidates crying about the state of our country? Aren't we in such a political, economic, and spiritual mess that all candidates should be moved to tears by motivation to clean up Bush's debacle? Hmmm.