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February 2006


 

I was at the grocery store for eleventy-hundred hours last night, and spent nearly eleventy-hundred dollars on food. Note to self: don't run out of everything again.

And once again, Happy Mardi Gras. Let the good times roll, and all that. Oh, and I KNOW what I'm giving up for Lent. Everything. When I was at Target yesterday, I finally bought a new scale, since the digital one I used to have had a crack in it. Well, gee. That crack made it a bit inaccurate too. Instantly up 3 pounds from where I thought I was. **weeps**

Wow. How low can he go?

You know what? I'm tired of hearing about this now. The book was just okay. I'd maybe go see the movie.. but - c'mon. Too much hoo-ha now.

Finishing up the trifecta that started this weekend - RIP Dennis Weaver

Atta boy, George. The first step is admitting that you have a problem. Maybe it's time for a trip out here.

This show - Studio 60 - sounds like it could be good. Lots of big names, anyway.

See? I didn't watch, and neither did anyone else.

Ladies and Gentlement: the secret to my low, low blood pressure. Heh.

Holy God. 184-Proof whiskey? Thanks, no. I had two kamikazes and fell over once. This stuff would kill me.

I thought that Kumquat Street was the funniest street name I'd ever heard of - but I was wrong. Psycho Path is definitely the best!

Tonight's all about the measuring furniture again. I think I've figured out how all the new stuff's gonna fit in here. I think. Maybe. Heh. Wish me luck. Have a good day, peeps. Ciao.

Even though it was three days long, and Thursday seems like forever-ago, that weekend wasn't nearly long enough. But let's get back into the old routine. I will tell you about the news:

Ooops - the Olympics are over.. And once again, I didn't watch even one second of the coverage. I heard about it and thought about it, though. Baby steps. Maybe next time.

This just kinda snuck up on me too - Tuesday is Mardi Gras. Lent starts on Wednesday. I'm a waaaaay recovering Catholic - but I still feel compelled to give something up for Lent. Why is that?

Nice, FBI. It's Ricin! Oh, wait.. no it's not. That's it. I'm never leaving the house again.

Two important RIP notes from the weekend: Darren McGavin and Don Knotts.

Say, George Michael? Maybe lay off the geef, okay? And is it just me, or does he look more and more like Bono's long lost twin brother every day.

I agree - even if it IS just a placebo effect, if alternative remedies make you feel better and don't cause harm, what's the big deal? I know I BELIEVE that if I take Zicam I get over colds quicker. It's cheap and it's effective. Maybe that's why the drug companies get a little nervous.

And welcome to yet another week. My horoscope talked about paying more attention to my communication style and to spend more time thinking and less time acting. Uh-Oh. Who am I going to p*ss off today? I think I'll just smile sweetly and say have a good day, Bellas. Ciao!

We saw one of my favorite bands in the world last night. They are all my not-so-secret boyfriends, and I am in love with them. Great music. I'm still just a little bit deaf this morning (HUH?), and I smell all smoky and stuff.. but that's the sign of a good evening, I think.

Debating about joining the gang for brunch and bowling this morning (okay. I just had to type the word "bowling" 487 times to get it correct). I'm not so much about the bowling, but breakfast pizza sounds mighty tasty.

Met my girls for coffee and non-knitting yesterday, then made the dangerous discovery that Marshall Fields was having a two-day sale. But, well, I'd been LOOKING for a denim skirt for so long... and that cute pink and gold top... Heh.

I suppose if I'm going to go meet those guys I'd better get myself put back together. Arrivederci, ya big mooks. Talk to you later.

Buona Sera, Internets.. I would never forget about you.

Let's see... I will catch you all up. Thursday was busy busy at work all day, and then YAY! we got to go have steak and LOTS of wine (for me, anyway) last night. That was faboo.

This morning I slept until - gasp - 8:30! I was incredibly lazy and did lots of sitting around in the morning, and then the mad erranding began. Lunch first, though, with my favorite geek-boy of all time. Then OFF to the bank - and now, hooray! - Hello-Kitty Saturn is all mine.. I don't have to share it with the bank any more. What a great feeling. Then a quicker trip to the other bank (how many banks does one girl need, anyway?), and then to my favorite furniture store. I did the looking thing, because A) Hello-Kitty Saturn is way too small to fit anything into and B) I need help hauling stuff upstairs and putting it together. But I know what I want.. so that makes it a lot easier. We'll be able to do a run in/grab/run out when the time comes.

And that brings me to tonight, when I am rearranging furniture. My whole bedroom is turned 'round now, and WOW - lots more space in there. I know what I have to do in the living room, too, but I'm going to wait until the new stuff arrives before I tear this all apart. I'm kicking up 3 tons of dust, too... so I'm sneezing like a mad woman.

Tomorrow morning I'm going to meet my girl peeps for some coffee, and then going to listen to music tomorrow night. Life's pretty fun in chele-ville right now. And now it's time to go back and move some more heavy stuff around. Talk to you later. Ciao, Bellas. TiAmo.

I was so tired last night I couldn't put sentences together any more...so I gave up and went to bed at a totally reasonable, respectable hour. And then, all of a sudden, I was just - awake - this morning. I'd hit the snooze button on my alarm, and I don't even remember it going off. This is unsettling to a huge control freak like me..I want to feel like I know what's happening every single second. Yes, I have issues. Wanna make something of it?? Heh.

Wow - this is disappointing.. we only won one game - and no medals - in Men's Hockey at the Olympics.

Does anyone else find the little squabble between Donald Trump and Martha Stewart funny as hell? It's like watching two little old ladies fighting.

Good for them! I love reading stories about lottery winners - and these all seem like just regular people. My favorite line: "I've been retired for about four days now." Ha! I always say that if I win the lottery, I won't even call in to work.. I'll just wave goodbye while I'm on TV.

Eeeeka. What the hell? Girls just don't DO stuff like this.

It's chele-Friday, even though it's Thursday. Gonna get the desk cleaned off, get my nails done and then go have faboo dinner. Life doesn't get better than that some days. Ciao, Bellas.

We're deep in the February doldrums now, aren't we? It hasn't even been that snowy or that cold, either. But yeah - I want Spring. I want daffodils and irises. I want green grass. I want to sit at the lake and listen to the birds. I don't want to wish the time away.. I know that life's short and we don't get a do-over.. but c'mon. Maybe it's time to take a trip over to the conservatory and just be with the plants for a while. It's a short week..maybe a little Friday morning field trip is necessary.

They're trying to figure out a way to "humanely" execute this guy. Was he thinking about being humane when he murdered that girl? Someone needs to explain this to me. Seriously.

This is sad. At least he got to spend some quality time with his family before he died, though. I was hoping for the happy ending here.

And in our people who don't have enough to do department....

I STILL haven't watched any Olympic coverage, and, it turns out, neither have other people. I'm a trend-setter. Cool.

I think the new show Conviction looks interesting.. and look! You can download the pilot episode for free. **rushes to open iTunes**

I did some knitting last night, and then after that some sitting, some reading, some talking and some laundry. After the too-hectic pace of the last few weeks, evenings like that are still a treat. Too many in a row, though, and I'd be climbing the walls. I spent a good 90 minutes getting REALLY caught up with an old friend.. and that was my favorite part.

È tutto, and I have to go. Hope your day is more than adequate. Ciao.

Buon Giorno. There are some mornings when I just can't even look through the news. I tried to today, but nothing caught my eye. So here's a little something that I ripped off from a bunch of other people.. but we'll pin it on Bertine.

1. Do you still talk to the person you had your first kiss with?
No. I wonder where he is now?

2. What would you do with 1,000 plastic spoons?
Well, now, that's the silliest question in the world. I'd use them so I wouldn't have to wash REAL spoons for a long time.

3. What did you do when you weren't in school in the 2nd grade?
I read, or I played Barbies with my sister.

4. What is the best thing about your job?
That I literally NEVER have the same day twice.

5. Do you like more than one person right now?
I like many people! Oh... you mean LIKE like? Who wrote these questions anyway? A 14-year-old?

6. Are you against same sex wedlock?
No.

7. Did you vote for Bush?
No politics on cheleblog! Next.

8. Where are you going on your next vacation?
California. I just don't know when yet.

9. Have you dry humped any of your myspace(LJ) friends?
OK. Now I KNOW these questions were written by a 14 year old. Next!

10. Are most of your friends guys or girls?
Hmm. Mostly guys, but lately I've been working on that.

11. Do you own any furniture from Ikea?
Yes. Doesn't every one?

12. Last book you read?
I just re-read "The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe".

13. If you could have one super power what would it be?
To be able to fly.

14. Where have you lived most of your life?
Minnesota

15. What was the last convo you had about?
About Sam Shepard and a mock-treasure hunt. (yeah. don't ask.)

16. Where do you see yourself in four years?
For the first time in a long time.. I can honestly say I don't know. But actually, I'm okay with that. I used to be obsessed about planning my life. Now I think it's time to just let go a little bit and see what happens.

17. What's your favorite smell?
So many: Leather. Bread baking. When you first walk into Cossetta's (because it smells just like my gramma's kitchen used to). Almond. Clean laundry.

18. What is your favorite sound?
Again, so many: My cats purring. A cadillac horn. Vivaldi. The ocean when you first hear it again. Baby Smellen laughing.

19. Are you moody?
Not too often.

20. Favorite movie of all time.
I have a few: Singing in the Rain, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Steel Magnolias. Gigi.

21. Have you ever done anything vindictive?
I try not to hurt anyone, but I won't allow myself to be taken advantage of anymore.

22. Have you ever gone to therapy?
Yes. I think EVERYONE should!

23. Have you ever played Spin the bottle?
No.

24. Have you ever toilet-papered someone's house?
No. God, my life is boring.

25. Have you ever liked someone but never told them?
Oh yes. But if James Spader ever reads my blog, then my secret is out.

26. Have you ever gone camping?
Yes. It's not my favorite thing to do, and I don't do it anymore unless there are hotels, clean sheets and running water involved.

27. Have you ever had a crush on your sister's friend?
Yes, YEARS ago. I can't remember his name, but he was ever so cute.

28. Have you ever gone to a nude beach?
No.

30. Have you ever had a stalker?
Eeeek! Next question.

31. Have you ever gone skinny dipping?
No. Again, I think I must lead the most boring life ever.

32. Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?
Yes, just yesterday.

33. Have you ever gone to a party where you were the only sober person?
Yes. It wasn't as much fun as you might think.

34. Have you ever been in love?
Yes. I'm always in love, with everyone, all the time.

35. Have you ever felt betrayed by your best friend?
Yes. Worse, I've felt that by my family. Life is much better now, though.

36. Have you ever lied to your parents?
Yes.

37. Have you ever been out of the US?
Yes, but not for a while.

38. Have you ever thrown up from working out?
No. See? I tell you - that working out'll kill ya. It's much better to just knit.

39. Have you ever gotten a haircut so bad that you wore a hat for a month straight?
No, but I was bald last summer. Does that count? I was the queen of hats, scarves and do-rags for 3 months.

40. Have you ever eaten 3 meals from 3 different fast food places in 1 day?
No, thank heavens.

42. Have you ever spied on someone?
No.

43. Have you ever slept with one of your coworkers?
Yes I have, and I wouldn't do it again. Here's a good chele-rule to follow: Never get laid where you get paid.

44. Have you ever seen your best friend naked?
Yes.

45. Who was the last person who called you?
My friend the GroceryGirl.

46. When was the last time you slept for more then 12 hours?
I don't think I've ever done that in my entire life.

47. Have you ever been arrested?
No.

48. Most embarrassing CD you own?
I don't have any CDs now..but I will admit to having Partridge Family and David Cassidy songs on my iPod.

49. Have you ever stolen anything?
Never on purpose. But I came home from the daycare with so many legos in my pockets that eventually I had an entire set.

50. Have you ever drank egg nog?
Mmmmm.. yes!


Okay. I'm outta here. Have a good day, Bellas. Ciao.

Got my errands all done yesterday. I now run errands on the other end of the world from where I used to.. and I'm still not all the way used to that yet. I still don't have my one-and-only-nearby grocery store that I always go to..Byerly's seems too big and too expensive, I don't like Cub, the neighborhood one is kinda blecchy. I miss a really close-by Kowalski's.

Someone needs to explain to me why we can't find him.

Okay, I confess. It was me. I drove to Nebraska and won the lottery. Well, not really. Guess I'll be going in to work today. Note to self: I must actually BUY a lottery ticket, and then I'll have a chance to win.

Seriously - how long before this thing is shut down?

Ahh, the BeeGees. How is it that Barry Gibb never changes? He's like Dick Clark.

Oh, another Cowsill brother died. RIP Billy.

I KNEW it! Chocolate IS good for you. Heh! This is officially day 14 of none of it. I almost don't miss it anymore. Almost. Not quite.

It's going to be a good week. I WILL it to be so for all of us. I'm going to start it off now. Ciao, Bellas. TiAmo.

I was awake for like a MILLION hours in a row this weekend. I slept for almost 8 hours last night, though, so I think I'm fine.

I decided 2 weeks ago..now that I'm feeling better and more healthy, it's time to lose that last bit of weight that's been hanging around. I started slowly - first I gave up the daily cookie run, and said no more chocolate 'til I'm done. Yeah.. THAT didn't kill me on Valentine's Day at all.. no sir.. heh. Once I got through a few days of that, now it's full-on. I do the weight watchers points thing, lots and lots of water, and exercise. That's how I lost it all last time. So far I'm down about 3.5-4.0 pounds. I 'officially' weigh-in every four days..on my unofficial weigh-in this morning I was down 4. So wish me luck. Oh - and one other thing that motivates me: The teeny tiny pink ruffled sundress that's hanging in the kitchen next to my refrigerator. Whenever I'm tempted to go in there to snack, I just have to look at that dress! When I'm at my goal weight I'll be able to wear that..
:: daydreams ::

It's still colder than - well - cold out there this morning. I need to run one errand that I didn't finish up yesterday and then I can stay inside where it's warm and do laundry and such. Tell me what you're up to. Ciao.

Ha! NO snow here! It's too goddam cold, I'll give 'em that..but I don't really mind the cold. I'm cold all the time anyway - doesn't matter if it's 4 degrees, or 44, or even 64, really. I just keep putting layers on and I'm fine.

Blah blah blah. Will he be quarterback or not? I just don't care anymore.

Ummm... Who? Nice hat.

Trying to decide if I really want to watch American Idol this year. I have a bunch of episodes on the TiVo. Maybe if I'm bored this weekend (or, more correctly, maybe if I'm sitting still this weekend...)

I want to see this show. Is that tacky?

Obsessed with doorknobs. Hmmmm. I don't wanna know...

Wouldn't wooden eyeglasses be REALLY heavy? I don't think I want these.

Okay, kidlets.. Guess I don't have much more to say. Running now. Talk to youse later. Ciao.

Here I am, once again. Live and in person..Two shows on Sunday. Try the veal. Tip your server.
Oh. Wait. That's wrong.

The weather forecasters here are the most giagundo liar-liar-pants-on-fire people in the world. All day yesterday, all I heard about was the storm of the century is coming, or some such nonsense. I expected to wake up to PILES of snow..at least up to my 3rd floor deck. And this morning there was.... NOTHING. Now they're saying 1"-3" this afternoon. Ooooh. Very scary. How will we live? With all the technology they have at their disposal today..they're dopplers and all that hoo-ha.. they can forecast the weather about as accurately as I can by lookin' out the window.

What a flipping ridiculous statement. He SHOT the guy.. even if it was by accident. Of course it's his fault.

Show of hands: Will we ever hear of this model again? Uh-Huh. Maybe she should have left her picture up there.

Here's my question today: What is Madonna wearing? Are those Spanx? (PS - those are my favorite new things in the whole world... I would love to just have an entire bodysuit made out of them! hehehe)

I'm getting to another one of those days & days in a row with stuff scheduled patches again.. but it doesn't feel totally out of control yet. Check with me on Sunday and see how I'm doing, though.

Ciao Bellas. Have an excellent day.

When I was IM-ing with my dear Smellen just 4-1/2 short hours ago, I was saying that I was going to be sad when I was awake in just 4-1/2 short hours.. and by golly, I was right. That wasn't nearly enough sleep. The kitties were especially angrified by the alarm clock, and by my stirring around, this morning. Issy dragged himself out of bed over to the food dish and gave me this look that said "OK. You got me over here..put some food out RIGHT NOW, woman." Maddy is far less crabby in the morning.

We had THE BEST Italian dinner last night.. and it was typical italian - everyone hanging around the kitchen while we cooked, and everyone stuffed full, laying around the table for hours after it was all over. Couldn't have been better.

Uh oh. And read how many of these pellets - between 6 and 200 - are still lodged inside him! Eeeek.

Okay - I had to put this iTune in my shopping cart. Heh.

Well hmmmmm. What do we think about this? True? False? Do we care?

Seventy-seven Valentine's Days together. That story made me tear up just a little bit.

It's a two pot of coffee kind of morning. One simply isn't going to do it. So off I go to get another one ready.. Hope your day is molto bene... and I'll talk at youse tomorrow. Ciao.


Who loves ya more than me, really?

Yesterday did NOT suck, thank you very much. It was crazy busy, and I've honestly given up trying to get my desk totally cleaned off. It just isn't gonna happen. I've settled for plowing through as much as possible every day and just calling it go after 10 hours or so. Heh.

I came home and cooked insane amounts of food last night. We're feeding 12 people at a Valentine's Day dinner party tonight. I stopped at Cossetta after work and picked up a bunch of the necessary fixins.. then cooked for 3 hours or so. Tonight I'll have to figure out how to get it all over my friend's place (now I'm wishing I still had the truck, I tell ya...), and I'll throw it all in the oven to re-heat. That's the way to do it. Italian food is honestly better the NEXT day. We'll throw together some salad, some breadsticks, GrocGirl is bringing some chianti.. Perfect! I'm hungry already.

Here they are - All the Cheney hunting jokes in one place, for your convenience.

It was Natalie Portman's long standing ambition - to shave her head. Now... as a girl who spent most of last summer and fall BALD... I can't quite understand this. All I wanted was to have hair again. Now I do, and in a huge milestone - I actually get to have it trimmed. It's all growing back in nicely, except for one tiny patch at the front, right by my bangs. I'm going to get it all shaped up again. By next summer, it'll be almost normal again. And by my next birthday, I'll be able to use my rollers again. Whoop!

What? You mean McDonald's french fries aren't good for you???!!?? Hold me up, while I tip over from NOT surprise.

Well, now this is going too far. I don't know that I'll ever love anyone enough to get my nose done with him.

So Happy Valentine's Day, Amici. TiAmo MOLTO! *Baci*   *Abbraccia*

This is sad. Funny, yet sad. The alarm goes off at 4:30 or so, and I start making bargain with God/the universe/whatever higher diety or power in which you happnen to believe: "Oh, please, let this day not SUCK." Way to start off with a positive 'tude, there, chele. Heh.

I dreamed last night that John Corbett built a one room school house for me in my free-standing garage (um - I don't have one of those). It was painted bottom-of-the-swimming-pool blue, and the lights all hummed too loudly. He was going to fix those for me. What does that mean?

Sounds like all my peeps out east will still be digging out from under all the snow today. You really should move out here to Minnesota, where it never snows. (oh, you KNOW that now that I've said that we're gonna get pounded.)

Well, you can see how easily this could happen. After all, Quails look exactly like people. Oy.

RIP Peter Benchley. I still can't go in the ocean, thanks to you.

More bad news for Blackberry. Treos, man. They're the way to go.

Confession time - I've never watched a single second of Gilmore Girls.

Nor did I ever watch Baywatch... but I don't feel quite as bad confessing to that one.

Heh. When I first read this headline, I thought it was about BILLY Graham, not Bill Graham the promoter. Two very different people.

Well, this doesn't sound very smart at all, does it? Note to self: do not go to Nigeria.

Okay. Gotta go start the week. I hope your day is entirely more than adequate. Ciao, Bellas. TiAmo.

Got up and did the knitting thing today, and then suddenly ran out of gas. I'm on the couch with the blanket, the kitties, the remote and the laptop and I don't think I'm getting up any more.

Got together for pizza and games last night.. saw a few people that I hadn't gotten to talk with for a while. Life gets crazy, and it's easy to almost lose touch. I have to be better about making time for people.

I'm gonna curl up and look at the TV for a little while. Buona Sera, Bellas.

I showed up to poker last night sans my change jar.. so I got to play poker with OPM (other people's money) and it wasn't nearly as much fun. A few of us played a quick game of Taboo, and then we sat around 'til midnight or so. By then I was so tired out from the week I could barely see straight.

Slept until 9:00 this morning - that's like a normal person sleeping until about 5:00 PM - and then got moving and ran various errands and such. I bought some kick ass gifties from some of my peeps.. I had a little windfall, and wanted to share a bit. Problem is, now that I have said gifties in my possession, it's all I can do to not rush out and deliver them this very instant! It's a good exercise in patience. That's what I keep telling myself. That, and pretty soon I'm just gonna throw the car keys up onto the roof where I can't reach them so easily. Heh.

Now I have to do a little bit of the tidying up, then I can be lazy for a while. Going for party and pizza tonight, and then to chix with stix tomorrow.. the weekends go by too quickly. Talk to youse later, and have a quality day. Ciao.

Sometimes it seems like there's not enough coffee in the WORLD to get me going. And it's a good thing that the regular work week is only 5 days long, because there's just not one more day of get-up-early left inside me this week.

In the "signs of the coming apocalypse" department - Barry Manilow's album debuts at #1.

Suddenly I'm aware of this..and doesn't it almost seem like Gretzky's just leaving his wife hanging out there? This'll be interesting.

Wow - here's sign #2 of the coming apocalypse. More people watched American Idol than did the Grammy awards. I shouldn't be surprised. I watched neither.

Hmmm.. Maybe I need to get this satellite radio thing. Blah, blah, blah. The Olympics are starting. And it's my goal to once again not watch a single minute of the 416 HOURS of programming. See how I am?

How do you figure out that you can do stuff like this? A little too much time on your hands - or your feet, as the case may be.

Good lord, Mr. Bus Driver - Having a bad day, were we? Next time maybe try some relaxation techniques, or counting to 10 first or something.

.... Taking a deep breath ... okay, the online bank site is all wacky, and I can't see if my paycheck is in there or if my online bills have been paid. I'm going to cross my fingers and hope that they're just doing some system maintenance or something. I guess as long as it's not showing that I have a negative bazillion dollars as the balance I'm okay. So now I'm going to go practice some relaxation techniques of my own, so I don't freak out. Hope your day is excellent, and I'll talk to you later. Ciao.

Sometime at work I realize that at any given moment there can be 3 people trailing behind me, wanting to ask me things. Or the worst thing, when they ask me things while I am IN THE BATHROOM. I want to just be rude and say "no talking to chele while she's in mid-pee!"... but I generally am not rude. 99.9% of the time, I don't mind it. I like the fact that people know that I know what I'm doing.. and that I will usually have an answer for them (and if I don't know what the answer is, I can usually figure a way around something). But man, I want to institute the no-questions-til-my-coat-is-off rule. I have less and less down-time there.. the pace never slows. Although maybe I'd be bored if it moved at a slower pace. Thing is, I'll never have the chance to find out.
ANYWAY - enough of that tangent. I didn't have to volunteer at all last night..so once I was done at 7:30, I was done. Got to come home, throw some laundry in and sort through the scary files. There are piles of paper all over the floor (I guess I'd rather have those than piles of laundry..), because while I was able to sort through everything, I realized I didn't have any file folders in which to PUT said papers. That's tonight's job..then I'm done.

Here's some news for you: This would have been a little bit scary.

But This is great news. Early detection, people. That's key.

Oh, that's right. The Grammys were on last night. Nope, didn't watch 'em, because I knew I could read all about them here.

Oh, man... doesn't this sound like fun? And wouldn't it be cool if WE could do that someday?

Well, I have no words at all about this woman. Just - no words. Except oh-my-god... and suddenly I don't seem crazy at all. Heh.

Okay - this is the dumbest thing in the world. You upload a picture, and then it tells you what celebrity you most resemble. It told me I looked most like Meryl Streep, Gillian Anderson, or Whoopi-freakin'-Goldberg. Um..... yeah. Right.

And on the happy - yet schizo - note, I will be on my way. I hope you have a most excellent day. Ciao, Bellas.

I was having a tiny little freakout yesterday about how much stuff I had to do. I realized that there was something on the calendar every day from now until... forever, pretty much. Lesson learned: just. say. no. to. some. stuff. So after a bunch of us went and walked at the mall (they weren't expecting to be walked all that fast! we got some good exercise..), I came home and started playing calendar re-arranger. I got out of some stuff, moved some other stuff around, and just made life in general a little less nutty. I feel better about it now. I might even have the chance to do some laundry.

Farewell to a great woman. RIP, Coretta Scott King.

Whoo-Hoo. The Wild sailed past the LA Kings. We're going to this game next month.. sitting in the Club Seats - yay!

I'm sick of hearing about her. Why doesn't she just go away now?

Sad... I really do feel bad for them. I wonder who broke up with who?

Smart Girl. Jump off that sinking ship. I can't believe it's lasted as long as it has.

I love that I can get TV shows on iTunes. I just added all the episodes of Fat Actress to my shopping cart.

Speaking of Apple.... Now there's a bigger iPod Nano. {sigh} I will never be all caught up on my technology, will I?

And in the What the hell department - What the hell was this judge thinking?

Here are my favorite new colors for spring. Strawberry Margarita nails - oh yeah.

Kind of a busy day shaping up here, so I need to get back at it. Have a most excellent day, all of youse! Comportisi, Bellas. Ciao.

I AM the queen of darts. First two throws last night - two bullseyes in a row. We had a great time. I'm especially poor the rest of this week, so I need cheap entertainment (preferably free entertainment), and I need to not spend any more cash than what I have in my wallet this very second. I have exactly two times a year when everything comes due at once. This is one of them. It's not nearly as bad as the times when I had to eat cereal three meals a day.. but it's a good reminder of what's important, and to be thankful for all I've got.

Here's the thing - I'm sick of all this already. Real... fake... ENOUGH.

Holy cow - that's a lot of people all watching TV at the same time.

WTF, man?? Is there something especially ironic about this??? My mind fairly REELS with sarcastic remarks. "He has been cleared of all charges". He beat the rap, just like a lot of you guys did. Bleah. F*ck y'all.

Good for her. You go, girl! Another reminder of what's important, and that really, if you woke up today with your OWN face on, your life is pretty doggone good and you have nothing to complain about.

Oy. Be careful out there.

Just in case you want to be my valentine...

Time to finish up the coffee and get to work. Ciao. TiAmo.

Yes, hello. It is Monday again, isn't it? I managed to pack a lot of fun stuff into that weekend, but not as much practical (read: laundry) stuff into the weekend. Guess what will be happening on various week nights at chez chele? But not tonight. I must go throw sharp pointy objects tonight.

We watched the superduper football bowl. One of the teams won, and the other one lost. Truthfully, it was more about the food and the commercials than it was about the game. In fact, we found ourselves waiting for plays to begin to go to the bathroom so we wouldn't miss out on the ads. Some of our favorites were the FedEx/Caveman spot, and the magic fridge spot. The Diet Pepsi ones were just okay. The Burger King big-production number was just plain disturbing (plus that king-guy just freaks me the hell out). Here are more highlights from commercials.

And then there was the half-time show. And the pre-game show. The Rolling Stones? Meh. I didn't notice that they edited lyrics out. We just kept saying "MAN, they're old." In the pre-game show we noticed, too, that when Aretha started singing Aaron Neville just gave up. Heh. We also noticed that there were guys up on stage with sunglasses and white canes while Stevie Wonder was singing. Wasn't that a little tacky? All in all, though, the entertainment was just okay, and there were no boobies flashing out anywhere.. so I guess it was a success.

I'm sure that there must be other news going on out there in the world, but I'm really not in a mood to find it this morning. I need to get in to the office early to get some construction projects started, and more importantly to make a manicure appointment, because ::horrors:: I broke a nail on Saturday and it's been bothering me for a day and a half now. See how I am? So Andiamo - let's go. Talk to you later. Ciao.

Taxes - Done. I get it now.. all that stuff they told me about how great it is and what a tax advantage it is being a homeowner. Next year, I'll FINALLY get a refund back in the first time in forever. This year, I'm content with paying in a lot less. I won't be writing the checks until April 14th at 11:59 PM, but it's good to know that it's done.

I never ended up getting canollis done yesterday, so that'll have to be pretty quick. I did end up going to a fun summer-themed party last night, complete with jello shots and swimming (I did the former, not the latter).

When I glance up at the deck, it ALMOST looks like it could be summer out there.. if I could just ignore the tiny bit of snow on the ground. Ah, yes... it's February, so it must be spring fever time.

Tiny bit of news:
Oh, what a shame. NOT. Just saved the taxpayers some cash, there. (Yes, I am a cold, heartless b*tch. Thankyouverymuch.)

RIP Betty Friedan. Thank you. It's because of women like you that I'm able to live my life on my own terms.

RIP "Grandpa" from the Munsters Al Lewis. What an unlikely pair going up to the pearly gates...

So today is the Stupid Bowl.. er.. the Super Bowl. It's gonna be snowy and icky in Detroit. I'm going to be in front of one of the guys' big screen TV, eating canollis and watching commercials.

I don't know why, but it's making me really sad that Lance Armstrong and Sheryl Crow broke up.

Okay, Amici. I gotta get my move on. Have a most excellent day. Ciao.

Hehehe... I like it that it's 2-4-6 today. Is that a little OCD?

I'm mental from lack of oxygen. At first I thought I might have just caught Jenni's tuberculosis, but really it's just the COLD OF DEATH. The cold, combined with the rest of this hard week, kinda knocked me on my @$$. I decided to go to a friend's house to watch movies last night and ended up sleeping thru half of Serenity and most of The Chronicles of Riddick (and that's a LOUD movie.. every once in a while it would wake me up).

Today is going to be a mostly lay-about day. I have to make a trip over to St. Paul to Cossetta (making canollis for the SuperBowl party), and as long as I'm driving around, I'll pick up the tax forms too.

I can't think of anything else that I NEED to say.. so I guess it's time to go look at the news. Ciao, Bellas. TiAmo.

Okay - THIS is what normal is on a weekday. 5 AM, coffee in hand, Issy fighting the computer for space on my lap. I have a killer sore-throat, which is the not-normal part. Why is it that anytime you get NEAR any medical facility you get a cold? Must be because that's where the germs live.

What the hell? How scary is this? I'm glad the town reacted quickly, denouncing the attack. Now, find this psycho and put him away before he hurts anyone else.

The hoo-ha about MySpace is all over the news here, too. Predictions, please? How long before it's just shut down?

The San Remo is becoming a Hooters. Just when you thought Vegas couldn't get any tackier..

Attention world: Richie and Heather are now available. Go get 'em.

And in the falling-over-from-NOT-surprise department.. Leif Garrett is back in rehab. Ho-Hum.

It's been on for 31 seasons?????? And they're right - almost every year, you hear people saying "it's done. lost its edge".. and it's still on. I might have to watch this week, though. Steve Martin is hosting on Saturday.

Mmmmm... grilled cheese samiches.... although I think just one is sufficient, thanks.

È tutto, I guess. It's a weirdly short week at work. I'm thinking I might have too much stuff going on this weekend.. I'll have to see how much walking around I want to do. So make it a good day, and I'll talk to you tomorrow. Ciao, Bellas.

All was NOT back to normal in the morning. I had a bad evening.. lots of pain. Fortunately, I had a wonderful caregiver (yeah, I'm lookin' at you..hehe). Finally got some GOOD sleep at about 5:00 AM or so. I've been just OFF all day, but at least I'm feeling better. It's back to the usual routine tomorrow.

I could just go to sleep right now, but that would be a really bad idea, I'm afraid. So I'm gonna watch TV and work on some knitting. There ya have it. Buona Sera, Bellas. talk to you in the AM.

Hi. I'm home, all is well. Thought it might be something... but it wasn't. YAY! I'm pretty glad about that. I'm also still just a little bit goofy.. so I'm gonna go sit back again. All should be back to normal in the morning. Talk to you then. Buona Sera.