Sorry, I just have to do it. That's right, put my in my two cents and jump on the "major upset" bandwagon. I am a reality television junkie, but missed last nights DWTS, a.k.a. ABC's Dancing With The Stars. I was certainly surprised to hear the outcome. Brandi and Maks voted off, and Bristol Palin and Mark IN! Facebook has been a-buzz with the news. You would've thought health care reform passed or something...wait....And how many posts proclaim if she wins, they'll never watch again. Liars. (And I mean that in the nicest way possible) You will watch again, next season they'll stack the celebrity contestant group with people we just love to hate. So I'm going to play devils advocate here. I, am really not all that upset by this. As entertaining as it is to watch Brandi and Maks, and I love me some Maks. He and Erin were my fave last season, he is sassy and sexy, love him! So obviously they were my faves and I thought they had the competition in the bag. But what irks me a bit about the show, is that yes, obviously Maks and Brandi were going to win. She has been a singer, dancer and actress all her life. She had basically trained for this all her life. If she (Brandi) were to totally stink, have no rhythm and show no emotion or showmanship, that would be suspect. This IS was she does for a living. I couldn't expect a 16 year old to drive as well as I do, because they haven't been driving for as long as I have (only 10 or so years, HAH). I understand the celebrity thing. But the fun of the show is to see the people who can't dance, do it. Unless you're Kate Gosselin, I like her, but watching her dance was like watching a puddle evaporate; long and ridiculous. Well, that's just my opinion, I don't really care who wins...I will watch next season....and I won't be scarred for life. Dance on Palin!
Ps. This post may or may not reflect political views, but it is HIGHLY opinionated as usual.
November 15, 2010
November 02, 2010
Part 3: A Resurrection
And....a correction. A hopeful resurrection. I suppose a girl can dream can't she? If there was suppose to be more than ONE resurrection, THE resurrection wouldn't have been so significant. And laptops don't take away the sin of the world and lil' ol' me. Okay, clarification already. R.I.P. Laptop. That is the dandy little clincher to my fabulous week of woe. I was hoping it was something minor, like a battery issue, or a virus for goodness sake. But a black screen, zero boot, and a techie bro-in law all clued me in to the inevitable....
No more cozy blogging from my office, a.k.a. my bed. This is going to put a serious kink in my blogging style. I have to blog in a office chair, during normal business hours, how is a girl to create? How is a girl to vent? How is a girl to write and re-write four compositions before finally deciding to blog about how many times I have to pee in one day? My world, will not, correction, has not been the same.
I know there will be others, laptops and men that is. But enough already. It all looks good in the store with all the bells and whistles, and then they quit on you. Should've got the warranty.
So here I sit, wholly uninspired, as most of my blogging takes place betwixt the magical hours of elevenish to midnight. Mojo, gone. Obviously. How long did it take me to write the craptastic three part series of the events of one week, how many weeks ago?
I shall try hard to make it up to you, but promise nothing.
In other news, Halloween is over, wooo-hoooo. I've looted my kids bags and am ready to throw out the candy. I do it every year. But this year, thanks to my fab MOPS group, I got an even better idea....the sugar witch. Stayed tuned, I'm going to try it, if all goes well, I'll be back to tell the tale.
And p.s. one of these days, I'm going to do a post and insert the suggested spell check words for all my non-words...it would be pretty cantabiles (fantabulous).