I’m lying in bed, with a lovely little case of the vertigo (happy birthday to ME!), trying not to turn my head too much, hoping my dog doesn’t repeat his vomit-on-the-kitchen-floor moment from this morning (because, of course, like every day, we have people coming to see the house…#73, I think?) and watching the Bachelorette, because I heard good things about that Juan. I must say, I am impressed, but no one holds a candle to that Graham. ohmigod, how canadian is Jillian? and oh foot fetish dude? DUUUUDE.
I am trying to feel thankful that this year a whole half of my family remembered my birthday, unlike last year when everyone fucking forgot and I got to channel my inner Samantha Baker and I am thankful that I will get to have a repeat birthday celebration at Moxie’s tonight…only with less Mexican Bulldog because I’m all SERC’ed up to keep me from fainting in public and wouldn’t you know…margarita + beer + anti-dizzy meds don’t mix. BOO!
I am cleaning up from Isabella’s first-ever sleepover + pancake breakfast with her friend miss Kayla boo. the sleeping went well, the syrup went, well, everywhere.
I am missing my Mcd’s family.
It might take me all week to recap how awesome this third trip was. From our new cameraman Shawn making the biggest dent on the blooper reel by backing into a wall in the London Ronald McDonald House, to being a total tourist at Nigara Falls and having to take a TAXI to get back up to the restuarant, to the 1200 watt hairdryers, to the chicken (THE CHICKEN!!) facility, to missing the festivities at the casino while I was closing up the KEG with Miss MamaTulip (LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE), to Corrine enjoying her traitorous Iced Capp, to Laura using the phone on the bus floor, to Shawn (again…with the bloopers) telling the dude at the border that we were SUBJECT MOMS, to the scary squirrels at dinner, to the UGLYHOT talk. or the HOTUGLY talk. haven’t decided which one works better.
You guys are already familiar with my uglyhots/hotuglys…like Liam Neeson and Ed Harris and Sean Penn. but did you know about my, um, interest in Eric Stoltz? and um, I kind of, a little bit, want to add Ricky Gervais to this list (WHAT? my god, have you seen his stand-up?) I mean, we all tried to win. we tried, we really did. Andrea tried to win with Liam Gallagher (or was it Noel?) and Adam tried to win with Sarah Jessica Parker and the other Adam tried to win with Juliette Lewis. but Michelle? she took the cake. and I still don’t know which of her choices was worse…Michael Phelps or Galen Weston. and for those of you who don’t watch Canadian TV and don’t get the PC commercials, I offer you some video footage.
can YOU beat that? I dare you to try!
and now I am going to nap.