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Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Book #54 - The Other Woman and my day

This is a book by Jane Moore who has written quite a few great books. She writes lighthearted "chick lit" normally. I somewhat synopsized this book earlier this week, so I won't bother. The ending was nice though. Everything sorta came full circle.

I was a tad concerned about this week's work due to the doctors turning in very little work, but I was okay today, thankfully. I am not sure about the rest of the week though. We shall see. I figure if I make my personal production goals for 3 or even 4 days, then I can have one day where I have slowness. No biggie. The hubs works today and tomorrow but thankfully he is off for Thanksgiving because his ass is doing all the cooking. My job is pies and those bad boys just came out the oven. Hehehehehe. Done, bitches.

Just finished watching my Gilmore Girls. I am beyond annoyed that Lorelai married Christopher. I did not watch 6 friggin seasons on DVD for her to end up with that dude. WTF???

Now I am waiting for that new show, 3 Lbs to come on. I love me some Stanley Tucci. Balding or not, he is sexy as hayell. Yum.

I watched Letterman last night to check out Kramer doing is big apology. I am not sure what the hell happened to that dude. From the tapes I saw, I mean it looks like he just plum lost his damn mind. His career is over for sure. He was a funny dude. Too bad he went down that road.

OK, I know most of you bitches work outside the home, but I love me some Regis and Kelly. I don't start work til 10 so I can normally catch the bulk of it while I make myself less of a slob. I saw last Friday with Clay Aiken co-hosting in Regis' place. First, let me just proclaim right now that the dude needs to come flying out of the closet in a rainbow colored caftan and call it a day. Oh, and fire his stylist FORTHWITH. However, he was a bitchy little queen through the entire show. Kelly was all psyched to interview Emmitt and that dance chick because she friggin loved that damn show. Talked about all the time. He got all pissy because she was monopolizing the questioning. Oh, I'm sorry, but the name of the show is Live with Regis and Kelly, not Live with Regis and Dude who is staying in the closet.

Then, Rosie "I can't shut up to save my soul" O'Donnell is lambasting Kelly for her so called homophobic comment. Clay attempted to cover her mouth in order to get more questioning in and she got visibly annoyed. She backed up and went "Oh, no, no, I don't know where that hand has been." Um, how exactly is that homophobic? She did not say his hand smelled like sweaty balls. She did not say "Hey, I detected day old Astroglide on that palm." Get over it, Rosie. Oh, and PS - you just called him gay. So much for him keeping his sexual orientation a secret. Ya know, for those of us who still weren't clear he was gay - the sightless and deaf.

Dad underwent his second blast of chemo yesterday. As per usual, he felt great yesterday, but he knows that by Wednesday, he'll feel like ass. I hope that by a week from Friday, when I arrive, he is not so under the weather. I am fine hanging out and chilling, but I just hate for him to feel nasty and not want to eat. After this, he is going to get another PET scan and CT scan to see if the cancer cells shrank at all. The major concern is of course the lymph nodes. Frankly, it is not promising being that the surgeon is not even anticipating doing surgery. You know those dude would cut open anything if they could, so the fact that he is sorta steering him towards additional chemo and radiation means he does not think he is a good candidate. What that means for survival time is not clear to me just yet. I am just trying to get through this day to day.

I do not have much Xmas shopping to do at all, but I may take a ride out to Kohls Saturday after work and finish up. I hope they are still having their cool ass sales that day and not just Friday. Not sure. Might be too tired.

The chill has finally hit us, thankfully. I am loving it. I actually had to bust on the heat briefly today. Loved it. It is killing me to not put out my Xmas decor yet. KILLING. ME.

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Elizabeth at 9:10 PM

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at 8:34 AM Blogger patti_cake said...

First Bitches! (I never get to say that hehe....)

I am sending positive healing vibes to your Dad. We lost my FIL to cancer last December so I know it's tough. I still think of you talking about your cute FIL too.

 
at 9:44 AM Blogger Tammy said...

Hee-hee!! You said sweaty balls!!!

Hope your dad is better.

 
at 10:34 AM Blogger Shell said...

I saw Lorelai get married too. Damn it. How long has this show been on and she never married him? What the hell made her decide to do it now?

Maybe they are just waiting to see how your Dad responds to the treatment before they decide to do surgery or not. If it shrinks it to a good size then maybe they will do surgery. I hope he does get better.

 
at 11:08 AM Blogger Kami said...

I am proud of you for not putting up your Cmas stuff. I will never know if you get it out Thursday night. :)

DUDE. YOU ARE KILLING ME WITH THE CLAY AIKEN TALK. Is he not out yet? Seriously? GAWD.

((((HUGS)))) for your pops.

 
at 12:45 PM Blogger MilkMaid said...

First, good vibes to you for your Dad.

Second..AHAHAHAHHAHAA, your account of the whole Clay/Kelly/Rosie thing is not only a total RIOT, but right on the head correct.

 
at 2:20 PM Blogger aka_Meritt said...

In the SIXTH SEASON, SHE MARRIED CHRISTOPHER?????


Believe it or not although I ADORE that show I missed it on tv because, well, because I stopped watching tv in 1998. But anyway! I got our local library to order the set and I tried to start at the beginning and watch them... I think I got to the 4th season???? Maybe 5th. It's been so long since I've had time to watch them I don't remember which one I'm on!

So anyway... I saw where she "almost" marries Christopher. And I saw where she "almost" married Rory's teacher, what's-his-name, and I was hoping for the wedding to Luke... but you are telling me she marries Christopher????????????


ACCCCCKKKKKKKKK.

 
at 12:12 AM Blogger suburban mom said...

I also love Regis and Kelly. That would have majorly pissed me off if he had put his hand on my mouth. People just write off small women.

Though I do have to say, when I watched the entire clip, Clay seemed quite nervous, I kinda felt for the guy.

 
at 11:52 AM Blogger Lisa said...

Congrats on the pies. Sounds good. Am coming over. (Oh wait. I could invited myself over if we would have went to Louisiana for Thanksgiving. But plans got scrapped. Ok. Am admiring pies from a far and whining. Wah!)

Hope you dad kicks this cancer's ass! And I hope he is able to do that very, very soon.

I didn't get to watch the Clay thing. But yes, I think Rosie outed him. The idea to wear the rainbow outfit when coming out made me laugh out loud! Heeheee

Happy Thanksgiving.

 
at 9:23 PM Blogger JD's Rose said...

How do you have time to read so many books? Do you sleep?!

xxx

 
at 11:33 PM Blogger Football Widow said...

You always crack my ass up! Hope the pops is doing well.

 
at 12:58 AM Blogger Johnny Virgil said...

Holy crap. Rosie O'donnell. I want to stab her in the chest with my car.

 

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