I will hopefully be back to regular blogcasting soon. I have a ton of posts I want to share it's just the lack of motivation to make myself sit in front of the computer after I've done it all day at work has been hard. (That's what she said) I'm sorry but that joke will ALWAYS be funny to us immature types.
Anyone excited about the Super Bowl? Anyone out there care as little as I do? My husband could care less either. I've said this before and I'll keep saying it - being married to someone who doesn't give a shaved rats ass about sports IS THE BEST. I never find myself falling into a coma from the soothing hum of a game that's been on for hours.
We like to watch movies and I like to watch my DVD series collections over and over again. We have gotten more and more into Netflix lately. My queue is a conglomerate of sorts fit for any bipolar mind out there.
While I'm on the subject of movies I have to say that I am dying to see The Kings Speech. I hope I can accomplish this before the Oscars. I watch it every year and complain about how crappy it is. It's like feeding a pedophile's obsession by buying them a subscription to Bop. It might be a bit less illicit than given example but sick nonetheless.
Today, The Temp (more of him to come later) asked me why I was dressed nicer today, on Casual Friday, than I was yesterday wherein he asked me if I thought it was Casual Friday because of the leggings and skirt I was wearing. He's a rather adorable ass-hat. I chuckle more due to his snarky comments than anything else that happens to me in an 8 hour period at our M-F gig.
Calling it a gig sounds so much cooler and from now on that's what I will refer to work as. My gig.
Have ya'll been reading Erin's Ghost Hunting stories on her blog? I've been indulging in her adventure since I will never be able to go on a trip like that at least not on purpose anyways.
I am DYING, DYING PEOPLE, over this outfit today. Miss James puts together the best ensembles. Everything about this look speaks to my soul. I know that's a bit overdramatic but it's the truth.
I need a bid from all of the drooling I did over this recipe.