but if we can get our choice of a little person than i want this guy, whose nickname is romeo. oh yeah, i can tell why...bring on the weights, let's FEEL THE BURN!
my new workout regiment for 2009...
i found a gym in England where they have replaced dumbbells with dwarves or "little people" as they like to be called. brilliant! i say we bring a similar gym to new york city pronto.
but if we can get our choice of a little person than i want this guy, whose nickname is romeo. oh yeah, i can tell why...bring on the weights, let's FEEL THE BURN!
but if we can get our choice of a little person than i want this guy, whose nickname is romeo. oh yeah, i can tell why...bring on the weights, let's FEEL THE BURN!
Bye Bye Bush!
see ya bush! don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out...
this picture is courtesy of my new favorite website www.fingersalutetobush.org
i have a new favorite show: "17 and Counting". it's a show about the Duggar Family who have 17 kids (with one on the way), are devout christians (clearly), live in Arkansas (really?!), and their crazy home-schooling, baby-making lives. and by favorite show, i mean that it is fascinatingly scary. but let me tell you exactly what i "enjoy" about this show:
1. the father's name is Jim Bob. yes!
2. all of the kids names begin with J. and not just ordinary J names, but scary J names that sound like they are straight out of the "Children of the Corn" cast like: Jeremiah, Jedidiah, and Josiah.
3. if they like the sound of a name, they stick with it! why get creative with 17 different names? they like names that rhyme (like the ones above) or switch a letter and add an apostrophe like Johanna and Joy-Anna!
4. if you ever need to hire an orchestra for a wedding or an event, you can hire them! the 10 month old can even play the viloin! now that is god's work!
and since they have one more baby on the way, i would like to offer my own suggestions of J names for the new little one:Jeep (if it's a boy it's perfect because boys loves cars!)
Jello (everyone loves Jello!)
Jew (great for those "Jews for Jesus" viewers of the show!)
Just-stopmom (that was the consensus winner from all 17 kids, AND it's hyphenated!)
Jacked-up (because that's what an 18th baby will look like coming out that womb)...
ALEC BALDWIN and ME
last night i went to see alec baldwin speak about his new book on divorce...i know, not a happy topic, but the man is funny. we were able to fill out questions on index cards and i was tempted to ask him if i could have the recipe for "shweaty balls". but i thought the crowd of upper east siders who clearly the first election they voted in was Teddy Roosevelt wouldn't have appreciated it. so i opted out of my question and just sat back and laughed. about divorce.
susie bought the book afterward, and i waited in line to get it signed. he was very quick with everyone, but when it came to my turn he asked me a bunch of questions (ok 2 questions) and we must have spent 15 minutes together (more like 15 seconds) and everyone else in the line was super jealous (only the woman behind me because she was large and in charge and needed food soon or she would collapse right on top of alec and show him the true meaning of "shweaty")
anyways, we shared a very intimate moment together...i told him i was a young aspiring writer, and that i think i would make a great addition to 30 Rock (alright he only asked me my age, if i had been divorced, and did i find the book helpful...) it was magical and i think he was so taken by my brilliance that he invited me out to pizza afterward...
(ok, he didn't so much as invite me, but we happened to grab a slice at the same spot across the street. but i was there first...) anyways, i think a-bald (we have nicknames for eachother now, he calls me nisnice) and i really understood eachother and i can't wait to work on his next movie with him (or go see it at the theater around the corner)...
susie bought the book afterward, and i waited in line to get it signed. he was very quick with everyone, but when it came to my turn he asked me a bunch of questions (ok 2 questions) and we must have spent 15 minutes together (more like 15 seconds) and everyone else in the line was super jealous (only the woman behind me because she was large and in charge and needed food soon or she would collapse right on top of alec and show him the true meaning of "shweaty")
anyways, we shared a very intimate moment together...i told him i was a young aspiring writer, and that i think i would make a great addition to 30 Rock (alright he only asked me my age, if i had been divorced, and did i find the book helpful...) it was magical and i think he was so taken by my brilliance that he invited me out to pizza afterward...
(ok, he didn't so much as invite me, but we happened to grab a slice at the same spot across the street. but i was there first...) anyways, i think a-bald (we have nicknames for eachother now, he calls me nisnice) and i really understood eachother and i can't wait to work on his next movie with him (or go see it at the theater around the corner)...
The Michelle Obama purse
i may not be going to the inauguration, but at least i have a cute purse to rock-out around town. or not.
i used to think that only republicans were prone to hideous fashion faux pas (see below), but i guess you can attach democrats to that title now. 
oh and for you party girls out there, the Michelle Obama purse also comes in a cute little clutch for all those inaugural balls!
i used to think that only republicans were prone to hideous fashion faux pas (see below), but i guess you can attach democrats to that title now. 
oh and for you party girls out there, the Michelle Obama purse also comes in a cute little clutch for all those inaugural balls!
happy birthday pops!!!
today is my dad's birthday.
i love my dad because:
1. he gives good hugs
2. he looks very studly in pink
3. he makes even the goofiest glasses look sexy
happy birthday pops! i love you!
My Sister Siri
today is my sister Siri's birthday.
she is the best sister for many reasons:
she lets me cheat at cards while looking the other way...
we are both prepared for any kind of weather...
and we can survive awesome hairstyles and overalls and still love each other.
happy birthday sisi!
i love you!
she is the best sister for many reasons:
she lets me cheat at cards while looking the other way...
we are both prepared for any kind of weather...
and we can survive awesome hairstyles and overalls and still love each other.happy birthday sisi!
i love you!
Rachael Ray sucks
i think i knew this before...but now i really know it. yesterday i went to a "live" taping of rachael ray. i was really excited because i love tv and i love to eat. so i thought, what a great way to do both! Wrong.Basically to make a long story short, we had to sit in the audience for nearly FOUR hours while they shot ONE "live" show. if we wanted to use the bathroom, we had to raise our hand. this gave me bad flashbacks to when i was in diapers and had to waddle my way over to an adult and shake my bum around until someone noticed that i needed to be changed.
so for fun i googled "rachael ray sucks" (because that's how i felt this morning), and i found a whole community! click here to check it out...
a little valentines day help for P-Diddy
i know valentines day is over a month away, but i thought since Sean-Puff-Daddy-P-Diddy-Lady-Killer-Combs probably has so many honeys he is juggling with, that he might need a little help. so i put together a universal card that he can send to them all...you're welcome p-diddy...
What’s up cutie-pie baby honey girl,
What’s up cutie-pie baby honey girl,You so fly you rock my world.
Your body is slammin’, it gets me jammin’,
It makes me crave an egg, cheese and hammin.
And on this day of Saint Valentine,
I want you to know you are all mine.
I like the way our bodies mingle,
Shoot, it makes my left side tingle.
And when I lay your nakedness upon that bed,
I forgot how much I like you in red.
So put that sexy lingerie back on,
I’m not quite ready to lay down like lawn.
You can call me Puffy, P-Diddy, or Sean,
Hold on while I run to the John.
Ok I’m back, now let’s get it on.
Baby girl, It is you that I love,
Your body fits me like a glove,
Not the OJ kind, but one from above.
Eat up this chocolate covered strawberry,
Girl, so slow down I’m not ready to marry.
Don’t start cryin’ I don’t like drama,
And no you aren’t my baby’s mama.
Let’s just relax and slow it down,
Let me kiss away that silly frown.
Its not the size of the wallet that counts,
It is the way this fly brother mounts.
Rub my back, Tickle my feet,
No you aren’t my piece of meat.
But if you were you’d a T-bone,
I know my moves make you moan.
So on this Valentines Day, before we make sweet sweet music,
And before my Ciroc Vodka makes you booze sick,
I want you to know that this isn’t just a fling,
My love is tall for you like Yao Ming.
And in the morning when I wake up,
Be gone and don’t forget your make-up.
love you always baby girl.
your boo,
puffy
Your body is slammin’, it gets me jammin’,
It makes me crave an egg, cheese and hammin.
And on this day of Saint Valentine,
I want you to know you are all mine.
I like the way our bodies mingle,
Shoot, it makes my left side tingle.
And when I lay your nakedness upon that bed,
I forgot how much I like you in red.
So put that sexy lingerie back on,
I’m not quite ready to lay down like lawn.
You can call me Puffy, P-Diddy, or Sean,
Hold on while I run to the John.
Ok I’m back, now let’s get it on.
Baby girl, It is you that I love,
Your body fits me like a glove,
Not the OJ kind, but one from above.
Eat up this chocolate covered strawberry,
Girl, so slow down I’m not ready to marry.
Don’t start cryin’ I don’t like drama,
And no you aren’t my baby’s mama.
Let’s just relax and slow it down,
Let me kiss away that silly frown.
Its not the size of the wallet that counts,
It is the way this fly brother mounts.
Rub my back, Tickle my feet,
No you aren’t my piece of meat.
But if you were you’d a T-bone,
I know my moves make you moan.
So on this Valentines Day, before we make sweet sweet music,
And before my Ciroc Vodka makes you booze sick,
I want you to know that this isn’t just a fling,
My love is tall for you like Yao Ming.
And in the morning when I wake up,
Be gone and don’t forget your make-up.
love you always baby girl.
your boo,
puffy
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