May 31, 2005
May 27, 2005
I am in AZ right now attending my youngest sister’s high school graduation. Well, sister-in-law, but I claim her. She’s THAT awesome. I wuv her. Because she lives in Podunky Small Town, AZ, with nary a stoplight to its name– really, I’m not kidding, not even ONE– I think the song she’s singing here at her Senior Scholarship Honor Day is QUITE appropriate. Oh, yes it IS:
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I’d just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I’d end up happy
I would pray
Yeppers. It’s “Breakaway,” by the original American Idol, Kelly Clarkson. You know it? Good song. But see? Appropriate. WAY. ‘Cause, you know? She’s heading out of the darkness and into the sun, but she totally won’t forget the place she comes from. Gotta keep movin’ on, movin’ on, Candice. Fly away, girl. Break away.
Anywhos, check it. It’s a teensy graduating class:
To be fair, there are approximately that many more seniors on the other side of the stage. Maybe 65 kids total? Maybe? No? More? Less? Whatev. I graduated with 500 kids, and I thougt I lived in a small town!…
(Ooooooh! Someday I want her to marry the boy in black sitting to the right. I used to teach him, and the boy is AWESOME! Seriously. Sparkling personality, fabulous looks… And look at him looking at her! Woo! He’s giving her the eye, isn’t he? Oh, he totally is! Woo!! Hear that, Candi-o? He LUUUUUUUUUVS you! Smoochy smoochy!)
And just to show you how seriously hip we are out here in Arizona, here is a SUPER cool motel you can stay in if you come to visit, which is situated in the picturesque Holbrook, Arizona, which just so happens to be right on the way to lovely Podunky Small Town, AZ! How lucky is that?! I mean, honestly:
Have YOU slept in a wigwam lately?
And, of course, no trip to visit family would be complete without the all-important trip to my mother’s most favoritest store EVER!:
Good times, y’all. Good times.
Hey. Thanks for putting me up, mamacita y padre. Or, really, shouldn’t it be “for putting up with me”? Whatev. Luv you guys big lots! Mwah!
May 25, 2005
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Woo-hoo! I didn’t think I cared so much, but I did! Dear lord, how I DID!
The last half hour, in my humble opinion, was the only part of that two-hour American Idol love affair suck fest worth watching. OOOOOOHHHHH, was it good! So, SO good! I wish they would have done that last night, instead of the craptastical stuff that went on…
And I cried. Shamelessly. Like a BABY. And so did the winner. And there were sparklers, y’all! And flying (?) money (?) ! And confetti! Tons of it! HA! That’s all I’m gonna say ’til the west coast catches up! But she totally deserves it!!
May 24, 2005
I know, I KNOW! Bo! Rocks! But I had to go with my heart, y’all, and my heart was all, “Go CareBear! GO! Love you Big Lots, girl!” So what could I do? I thought it would be Bo, I really, truly did. And Bo definitely kicked some major ass, as TPTB ABSOLUTELY wrote Inside Your Heaven for him, and heaven knows his In A Dream last week more than likely sealed the deal for him, but still… Carrie for me. That’s called democracy. Hear that, big sis? Hee. Your mileage may vary.
Heh. Tonight, kalki said…
Constantine was there, tonight! Did you see him? Of course you saw him. I saw him too! It was Constantine!
Cat + Constantine sitting in a tree…
O! M! G! I KNOW! Kalki! I totally paused and “squeeeeeeeeed!” Did you see Constantine casting his bedroom eyes my way, sending messages of sexy Greek LUUUUUUV to me through the TV screen?! Did you? To ME!! His secret lovah! That’s right, all y’all! All you Bettys out there better just step the hell off! Oh, Constantine! Oh! Oh! OH! And hey, SEXY shirt, lovah. Dead sexy. Call me. Mwah.
Anthony SOOOOO loves Carrie! Did you see it? Did you? I totally saw it. And they are so totally getting it on in the Red Room. Oh, yes. Hey. When did Anthony get hawt? ‘Cuz HAWT he is! Dude became a man, right in front of our eyes… Buh-bye, Trach Boy (tm Kristine)! Hello, hottie! They would make the cutest babies, y’all. Aaaaaww…
Speaking of babies, is Jessica Sierra preggers? No, seriously? ‘Cuz, if not? Damn girl.
Anwar! The Hair! Anwar! The HAIR! The hell?! ANWAR! THE HAAAAAIIIIRRRR! Good lord, man, what have you DONE?! I’m scared! Constantine, hold me.
May 24, 2005
Momma: Tanner! Stop acting the fool!
Tanner: Who? Innocent little ol’ me?
Allison: I look bee-yoooo-tiful.
TGIM: La di da di da di da…
Bad Momma! Vurrrrrrry bad momma!