Jan. 24th, 2012

My husband asked if I wanted to go shopping yesterday. ALWAYS! But that meant (for him) we go to Verizon and shop for better wifi/phone plans. KILL ME NOW. If I believed in hell, it would be populated by salesmen with never-ending pitches, and the music over the speakers would be "Believe" by Cher. And Van Halen's "Jump." That, to me, is hell.

The Hoarders recap is up, and I want to caution some of you that Carrie's story deals with sexual abuse. Skip the fifth - eighth paragraph if you want to read about her remarkable turn around, but don't want to read about her past.

[ETA] And feel free to rec or share links to the Hoarders discussions. :)

RHoBH is due later, and tonight: TUNE IN TO SOUTHLAND, for the love of all that's holy and good. If you were a fan of The Wire or Homicide, this is the show for you. If you just love smart and gritty story-telling, this is the show for you. (I'll have the recap up tomorrow am.) And for those that asked, the American Horror Story finale was missing due to a snafu. Sam will have that up today. :D (Thanks for bringing that to my attention, also!)

I had Godiva truffles yesterday (my husband's apology for making me want to poke things with sharpened sticks) and I'm still on a sugar high. Also, I got a BAD ASS DEAL on some Riedel stemware at Williams-Sonoma. Normally two glasses are about $49, and I bought EIGHT for THIRTY DOLLARS. Thirty smackaroos. Triente dolares. Muy bien! Why? Because the box had a bend in the corner. The glasses were in perfect condition, but the box was "ugly." I DO NOT CARE, IT'S GOING TO THE RECYCLE BIN. You may have heard strange dolphin noises yesterday - that would have been me.

AND YES I CHRISTENED THEM LAST NIGHT. (Markham Cab Sav, yet again. It's a quality red, gotta say.)
I like spelling things phonetically.

Last week's Real Housewives is up. An excerpt!

Kim and Gollum are finally in their limo, and Kim’s had a little something, because she is playing with the buttons and having fun like she’s the Prom Queen in 16 Candles. “Now we’re both on the pill!” She finds some garbage and picks at it, decides her bra needs to come off because “it’s dirty,” and then plays with more buttons. Whee!

Kim tells the camera in a voice over, “Well, I’m a Virgo. Um, my anxiety…uh.” The camera cuts back to her in the limo with a glass of champagne. Uh huh.

Taylor and her doctor have another therapy session in the limo and it’s awkward for me, because that shit is personal. Not for the cameras. Gah. He says he’s there to help her talk to her true friends. (Dana falls onto the windshield, banging at the glass. “I’m your friend! I am your bond-life-mate! LOVE ME!”)


Next stop, the wedding! (holy crap, they stretched this season OUT and I am so ready to move on.)

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