My girls are at camp this week from 8am - 5pm. This means the boy and I are hanging out. This means he is asking me roughly 9 million questions per day. We just had an argument about whether or not wii is a video game or not.
I told the boy I'm better a board games. He looked at me like I told him I just got back from playing polo with Prince Harry. You know, because he doesn't know polo or Prince Harry.
I could have been a hand model when I was younger.
Or a hair model in Pantene commercials. When I used to use Pantene.
I'm considering changing shampoos. I know this is earth-shattering and you'll be waiting at the edge of your internet. I won't be surprised if a news crew shows up. I went back to Biolage curly hair styling stuff recently. Again, this is majah news. Biolage smells divine.
Have you seen the Food Network Show Chopped? It's maybe my favorite thing on tv right now. Chefs compete for $10,000 by cooking things out of prepared baskets with weird ingredients. One of the ingredients was "duck white liver." Guess what. It wasn't really liver.
Prof. Dr. Hilljary told me she still has my Christmas gift. It was a calendar.
I'm getting sleepy.
Today I read that Dr. McSteamy from Grey's checked into rehab for pain killer addiction. I gotta admit, pain killers are delicious, so I can understand. Poor McSteamy. Poor poor high pain-free McSteamy.
I almost feel left out of the whole Harry Potter thing because I haven't read the books or seen the movies, but then I remember that I don't care. I'm like that about a lot of things. My ability to not care about some things is amazing, but it has nothing on what I was like 20 years ago.
Damn, I'm old.
Have you ever made beef bourguignon? I want to make beef bourguignon. Why does that word look so weird? I know it's French and I spelled it correctly, but dang, that looks weird.
Is it weird to base a meal on the fact that you want gravy? I'm not asking that from my own experience. I'm asking for a friend.
Mmm gravy.
