Showing posts with label Desperate Housewives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Desperate Housewives. Show all posts

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Sunday night!

That damn Christmas Tree is sitting over there looking at me. "LIGHTS!" it screams. "ORNAMENTS!"

NOOOOOO. I don't WANT to do anything. The house is basically trashed. It was all clean before Thanksgiving. It was even clean AFTER Thanksgiving. But right now the kitchen is a mess, the dining room is filled with totes and decorations, the coffee table is the the new home of all my CD's and my laptop, and the mail, and a discarded pair of earrings. The bathroom has dirty laundry on the floor. The bedroom has every single drawer hanging open and the bed unmade. The porch smells like stinky dogs and has dirty dog beds. And. I don't care. Well I care, but that doesn't mean I am going to DO anything about it. At least not tonight.

Ah well maybe I will clean up the coffee table, and pick the laundry up off the bathroom floor. And I suppose I could close the drawers in the bedroom and I could probably clean up the kitchen a bit. But THAT is where I Draw the line! Okay and MAYBE I did just run into the kitchen and clean it up. And unload the dishwasher. And reload it. And perhaps I did start the wine glasses soaking in the sink. And I might have picked up all the dirty laundry. But now I am back to watching desperate housewives and ripping off my bra to lounge in comfort.

And honestly, doesn't that british chap know that the only reason Susan took him up on his offer because she loves Mike so much that she wants him to have the best lawyer. Jeez. And every week my theory comes to light, that ALMA killed Monique, and that Orson hit Mike with his car either BECAUSE Mike was with Monique, or because he THINKS that Mike killed Monique.

Still importing CD's into iTunes.

Oh, on a techie note, I recently decided to install Norton Antivirus 2007 and discovered that now it is no longer compatible with Zone Alarm's firewall products, including their free firewall. Of course Norton just tells you to "uninstall Norton" and sort of misleads you into thinking that you are protected. But if you READ the back of the Norton Antivirus box, you will immediately see that there is no protection for wireless and other users via a firewall. Of course, I was immediately pissed because Norton would just LOVE if you would run out and BUY their firewall, which is probably why they were so careful to make sure that the free version of Zone Alarm wouldn't work anymore. So, I have officially began the process to file for a refund from Norton and purchase the full Zone Alarm Suite, including their firewall and anti-virus. So in summary, Norton has just lost my business, which they have had for YEARS, and in turn have lost the business of all the computers I work on, and all the people I give recommendations to. Poor poor Norton. And I am not the only one. The internet is full of people who have Boycotted Norton 2007 and moved to Zone Alarm for all their needs. Good call Norton!

Monday, November 20, 2006

CraZy ShIt!

Check out this email. This is the kind of crazy shit I get all day long.

You might blow someone up.Shut up if you can't take a joke! But, seriously, could these two look any more alike?com for full links, other content, and more!
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Because a woman owns the weapon of seduction. com for full links, other content, and more! Well, at least we thought so for a few days, but now we've changed. com for full links, other content, and more!
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One billion, three hundred thousand Muslims are ready to kill you.
Law Stops Renting to Illegal Immigrants.
Bradley played tambourine at his side. Phone features, phone plans and calling cards.
What I like about it so far? com for full links, other content, and more!
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My mind has been preoccupied with Jane's total knee replacement surgery that took place on Election Day.
Well we think your citizens' complete disregard for our laws in an insult.

Well, the Christmas Music started at work today. Full blast over the loud speakers. You couldn't ignore it if you try. I personally really love Christmas Music. But I am still not particularly pleased that they have started it PRE-THANKSGIVING. WTF?

Oh well. I did have a couple of revelations today. This morning in the shower, I had a Desperate Housewives flash- what if Orson never DID kill Monique or his wife. What if his wife left him BECAUSE of Monique. What if Mike killed Monique (the wrench, his number on her hand, etc.) and Orson ran over Mike BECAUSE he thinks that Mike killed Monique? Or what if Orson's wife killed Monique out of jealous revenge and Mike killed Orson's wife to avenge Monique? Aha! I have to say that I think Orson is innocent. It's too convenient that they make him out to be such a bad guy from the beginning. So that was my one insight for the day. Voila!

Thrilling!

Sunday, November 05, 2006

They Make You Feel So Good!

Could that have been the best episode of Desperate Housewives EVER? I don't know!? It was awesome. I can't believe she shot Nora like that, and I am glad that Lynette is okay.... but my favorite part? Susan's daughter Julie falling into the arms of the bad boy. Of course, she has been disgusted by him, however hot he may be, and avoiding him at all costs. We all knew it was a matter of time. While folding laundry it brought me to the conclusion that the best advice I could give any woman? Sleep with the bad boy. At least once. I don't really mean sleep with him just once. I mean sleep with him LOTS and LOTS of times. Have at least one bad boy in your life. Hang on for the ride, and enjoy it while it lasts. Chances are it won't last long. Unless you get really lucky and (like me) seem to have something that tames the bad boy and you get lucky enough to have him fall madly in love with you and marry you. Then you can make bad babies. LOL.

What is it about the bad boy anyway? When I give my sister advice I always tell her to find a good older guy, one who will love her and take care of her and not screw her over. But I didn't follow that advice myself, not even once, so sometimes it makes me laugh that it even comes out of my mouth. I mean obviously the bad boy is hot. Completely hot. You want to conquer him and you want him to want you. But looking beyond the obvious HOT factor... it's because he is STRONG. Natural selection. Women want to mate with the men who will protect, defend, and take care of them, and their potential families. They want a bread winner. A fighter. Someone tough and rugged. Generally the math club type isn't going to throw you down on the bed and rip your shirt off, but even more likely is that he won't fight for your honor (even when you don't WANT him to) and protect you in a scary sitaution.

And even in the beginning of our 10 year relationship, when we were 16 and 17, when I didn't trust my husband 100%, I knew that he would protect me 100%, and he repeatedly stood up for me in situations when I never expected him to. I felt a similar security with him that I had felt with my own dad, in almost every situation. I knew that he would protect me. In my mind I have given my husband super-human qualities of protection, that I should KNOW he can't posess, but he loves me so much that I know he would protect me in any way that he could. And that's hot. On top of just BEING hot, it's his masculine, protective ways that are hot. Double whammy. Oh I am so in love.

And I can't wait for Julie to get it on with the bad boy. Mom doesn't approve? That makes it all the sweeter.

Remember your bad boy? Chances are he is the one you wish you could forget?

Oh and as long as we are on the subject of things that are hot, CB knows that my favorite thing on a man? His JAW. I love a strong jaw. Chiseled Chins. Stubble. Chin Hair. Proof? Hot bad boys with angular strong chins are at the top of my list. Example? Matthew McConaughey, Patrick Swayze, Mark Wahlberg, Eric Balfour, Heath Ledger... you get the point.

It's all in the jawline.
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