reading: Death in Blue Folders.
Finished over the weekend: Little Bitty Lies (good book – have I mentioned that I really like Mary Kay Andrews?) and I’m Not the New Me – another very very good book. I started it last night and ended up staying up ’til almost 1, ’cause I could NOT put it down. I recommend it!
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Though what I really would have liked to see was a final two of Stephenie and Angie, I’m okay with the fact that Tom won.
That boneheaded move of Ian’s, though, giving up immunity if Tom would take Katie to the final two? WHAT AN IDIOT. I said to Fred “Somewhere, Richard Hatch is having a conniption right now.” I get what he was doing, but I repeat: WHAT AN IDIOT. Giving up a million dollars if Tom and Katie will promise to be his friend again? What is he, ten years old?
GOD.
I haven’t watched the reunion show yet, but I sincerely hope that someone thumped that boy upside the noggin. Bless his heart – he might have pulled a dumbass move, but he sure is cute. He’s like a Precious Moments doll, with those big dark eyes.
On a side note, every time Ian hugged someone, all I could think of was a few weeks ago when Jeff Probst said “Ian, you REEK!” And everyone seems to come up to Ian’s armpits, and when they’d hug and their face was pressed into his armpit, I had to hold my breath in sympathy, because I was sure it was stinkeriffic.
I actually felt sorry for Katie at Tribal Council, she was catching so much shit. I didn’t much like her, but to be told time and again that you’re a lazy, worthless, coat tail-riding slacker can’t be fun.
Also, I never noticed this before last night, but what the HELL was up with Jenn’s duck lips? She kept sticking them out as though she thought it was a good look for her. Note to Jenn: It’s not. You look weird. Stop with the fucking duck lips. Thankyew.
Oh, Survivor, how I love thee. When does the next season start, anyone know? I guess I’ll find out at the end of the reunion show, eh?
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Saturday morning Fred had gone to get groceries, and I had just fallen back asleep when the phone rang. I pushed Miz Poo off me and flailed across the bed for the phone. Caller ID said that it was Fred calling, and I assumed he had a question about something on the grocery list.
“Want to see a dog?” he said.
“A dog?” I said.
“There’s a dog in the garage,” he said.
“I’ll be right down.”
I tossed my nightgown on and hurried down the stairs. I assumed that the itty bitty miniature pinscher from next door had gotten loose and was wandering around our garage, but when I opened the door to the garage, Fred was petting a small tan-and-white dog I’d never seen before.
“Where’d he come from?”
“I don’t know,” Fred said. “He was sitting by the front door when I drove up, and he whimpered and shook when I petted him.”
The dog came over and wiggled excitedly in front of me. I bent down to pet him, and he scampered off, running around the garage and sniffing everything.
“He’s not wearing a collar,” I said. “I wonder if he belongs to someone in the neighborhood.”
“Yeah, I was wondering that, too.”
The dog scampered around the garage a little longer, and then went over to the door into the house, and gave me an expectant look, as if to say
Hey, you going to let me in, or what? I’ve had quite enough of this outside stuff, and I can smell cats in there. I like cats. They’re good to eat.
(No, we didn’t get any pictures.)
He ran around the garage a few more times, and then ran into the neighbor’s yard, where he sniffed wildly.
Fred and I discussed going around the neighborhood and knocking on doors to see if we could find where he belonged, but it wasn’t even 7:30, and that’s too damn early on a Saturday morning.
“We could put him in the back yard and call Animal Control,” I suggested. We talked about it for a few more minutes, and then I went inside, because I was cold, and started putting groceries away.
Fred came in a minute later. “I’m going to take Mister Boogers out and see what he does!” He picked up Mister Boogers, flung him over his arm, and went out the front door.
A minute later, they both came back inside.
“He belongs to the people on the other side of the Smiths,” he said. “The lady who lives there was calling for him – his name is Oscar – and he went running.”
Mystery solved.
Later that morning, I took the spud to the house of one of her friends who was throwing a pool party/ sleepover in honor of her birthday/ high school graduation. The friend had gone to pick up someone when we arrived, and the friend’s mother was sitting outside their apartment. She waved us down, told us what was going on, and invited us inside.
In her arms she held the most adorable chihuahua (well, second only to the magnificent
Vince, that is), named something like “Loola”. Inside the apartment were another two chihuahuas, and they pranced around and licked my hands and sniffed at my feet. They were awfully cute, and I petted them for ten minutes or so before I left. And I left with a raging case of
I-want-a-puppy-itis.
I got over it pretty quickly, though.
I guess the theme for Saturday was “dogs.” Unusual in the life of a girl who spends most of her time surrounded by cats, I’d say.
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After last week, when I took a child’s dose of Benadryl and experienced next to no itching at all at the pet store, what do you suppose I did today? That’s right, I left the house without taking Benadryl, and didn’t realize it until I got to the pet store.
And the itching was so bad that I wanted to remove my skin with a vegetable peeler. MY GOD IT SUCKED. I think I’m going to put the bottle of Benadryl in my purse so this doesn’t happen again. Nothing is less fun than standing in a room of concentrated cat hair and dander, and digging at your itchy, itchy skin until it bleeds.
Hey. Speaking of digging at your itchy, itchy skin until it bleeds, did you know that Meth addicts scratch a lot? I watched Friday’s episode of Oprah, which was all about Meth addiction, and that’s one of the things they covered. That Meth addicts are often covered with sores because they think they have bugs under their skin, and they scratch, and then they dig holes in their skin. Due to the eczema, I scratch my arms a lot. No doubt I look like a fucking meth addict when I’m standing in line at the grocery store, scratching wildly at my arms.
That Oprah show about Meth addiction was some scary, scary shit. They had a 17 year-old who’d been addicted to Meth for a year and a half, and they basically had an intervention on the show, and ended up whisking her off to rehab.
(There’s a good series about Meth addiction
here.)
It wasn’t until I’d erased the show that it occurred to me that I should have saved it and watched it again with the spud. Not that I think I have anything to worry about with her, but it’s always a good thing to scare the bejesus out of a kid when it comes to drugs.
Just say “no”, spud! JUST SAY “NO”!
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The Booger is pissy because it’s raining out and he can’t go chatter at the birds. DAMN IT.
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I think the reasons Ian did that were twofold. One, he realized that he probably wouldn’t win even if he made the final two so two, he decided to save face. He hated being painted as the bad guy and said he couldn’t enjoy the money knowing he got it that way. Made sense to me.
What didn’t make sense to me was Katie saying at the reunion show that there was “no way” she could win against Tom! Why not? I think she gave it to him! Seen it happen before. When one of the final two just blew it completely and gave the prize to the other one.
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ms7168: yeah, I can understand his reasoning, but if I’d been on Survivor: Pulau and Ian just gave up the opportunity to be in the final two like that, I would have been seriously pissed off. I actually think he would have had a shot against Tom – though I don’t know who I would have rooted for, since I liked them both!
I agree that Katie just kind of gave up at Tribal Council.
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I couldn’t believe Katie refused to answer Janu’s question! Even if she knew she wouldn’t get Janu’s vote, I thought that was a bad, bad move.
Next Survivor starts in Sept. It’s set in Guatemala.
Benadryl also comes in mini caplets too. I think that might be better for in your purse. 😉
I missed the Survivor finale!!! I can’t believe it. I’m so disappointed. My only excuse is that my baby kept me up most of the previous night and I couldn’t have been thinking straight as a result. Did you tape it? Did anyone reading this tape it? I will pay for the tape and to have it mailed to me. I know I never comment but I’ve been reading you for years and dire times call for drastic measures (not that commenting is that drastic, but I’m sure you understand what I mean).
Yeah, the puppy-itis thing is a lot like baby-itis… they’re so cute… but once you’re out the door, whew, that’s behind you. It wears off quick!
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My hubby and I were dumbfounded when Ian pulled his little stunt. We missed the first hour of the finale and were totally confused when we tuned in to see them hanging from the poles and him saying he would step down if Tom took Katie! The only thing I can figure out is he wants to come back to the next Survivor All-Stars or something and everyone will feel sorry for him and he was such a good guy that they will vote for him to win! Maybe? I think he had been in the sun one too many days or something.
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On Survivor… I think that Ian was secretly hoping that Tom would say.. “Ohhhh Ian, how courageous, you have saved face, I must now take you to the final two! You have proven yourself worthy!” Tom had after all been saying through the challenge that if Ian fell off that he would take Katey. Plus Ian knew that he had burned bridges beyond recognition with Tom and that Tom would more than likely win the challenge, after all, Tom hadn’t lost but what, two so far? So, odds were, he was *bleeped* anyway. So, I think he gambled, prayed and did want to save face, but was kind of hoping that Tom would take him over Katey even though he told him to take her. You could see his eyes while Tom was telling Jeff who he was taking with him, and I was thinking, ohhhh Ian, you aren’t as digny as I thought.. but it backfired!
September’s is going to be AWSOME! It is in Guatemala (spell?) and they have to live in the ruins and embrace the culture this time! I swear this would have been one I would have loved to have gone for… well, except for the bugs, spiders, snakes, sleeping outside, no showers, the lack of food… ok, nvm 😉
And I was going to Recommend the Benadryl Caplets for your purse also… that way you don’t leave home without them!!! :0) And trust me.. from someone who fell for Puppyitis.. IT’S A TRICK!!!! DON’T DO IT! LOLOL We tend to forget about piddles and accidents, then the 3am trips to the door, the 2am wanna plays, the big.. Iwannabealapdogbutamtoobig moments and all that while looking at the cute faces. Cat’s are sooo much easier! Kind of how we get those mid-life crisis babies 🙂 LOL
Might of already been posted but here’s a tidbit for next season:
Host Jeff Probst revealed that the next season of Survivor will be called Survivor: Guatemala–The Mayan Empire and contestants will live and compete among Mayan ruins. The 11th season of the series is scheduled to debut in September.
If you haven’t already, you should watch the A&E show Oprah talked about in that episode “Intervention.” It is amazing. It’s in reruns right now, but I think new episodes are supposed to start in June. It’s on at 10:00 p.m. on Sundays. It’s a shocking dose of reality seeing the way addiction grabs hold of people.
Lana1: I didn’t tape it, but I’ll ask in my entry tomorrow whether anyone taped it and would be willing to send you a copy!
Carol H: I was kind of hoping that Tom would actually say “I don’t care what I promised, I’m taking Ian!”, if only because that would have been a more interesting Tribal Council. 🙂
Katy: Yeah, we started watching it a few weeks ago. They’re very intense shows and sometimes hard to watch, but definitely very very good.
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Tom was certainly a deserving winner, but it killed me to see Katie come in second.I hated the way she made fun of and bad-mouthed people, plus she didn’t seem to even try at the challenges(Angie wasn’t exactly the athletic type either, but she sure gave it her all). Also, I think she really screwed Ian over with her whiny, double-standard guilt tripping. The fact that she was surprised that people were pissed wasn’t a surprise; don’t think she was terribly self-aware or she couldn’t have done the things she did. I also was hoping Tom would take Ian over his protests, but Tom was playing to win, and I’m sure he knew he stood a much better chance against Katie. (In fact, I wonder if his going off on Ian was a strategy? It just seemed a little over the top.)But then again, Tom’s a pretty black and white guy, so maybe it just didn’t occur to him. Ian did so well all the way through and seemed like a genuine sweetheart, but pretty naive even for 21. I’m just glad he won the ‘Vette. (And Stephenie was awesome.)
OMG, I forgot to put SURVIVOR SPOILER on top of my post. I’m so sorry! So dumb!
Vince looks like my Milo, except Milo has Min Pin coloring (he is 1/2 chihuahua 1/2 Min Pin)
Someone better write this down..I missed a Survivor finale’, yep, missed the whole dang thing. My computer was having severe issues and before you knew it, I was clicking over and seeing next times place..
Thanks for bringing me up to par. I so agree with the duck lip thing. Stop.
I was so glad that Oprah did the show on Meth. I live in Iowa and it seems to be really bad in the midwest. Like you, I don’t think my daughters would be likely to get sucked into that. But you never know. Somehow, Oprah did the promos just right that it caught thier teen-aged attention while they walked thru the room and both commented they wanted to watch that show. I was so thankful I didn’t have to nail their butts to the couch. The way they made it very clear that all it took was one time of use. Perfect. The way the show ended with no roses and light… with the young mother saying it (meth) was very, very hard to kick and like a monkey on her back 24/7. Perfect.
My girls watched every second of it.
I carry generic Benedryl tablets in my purse that I break in half for child dose. I never know when I’ll get an allergic reaction to something.
I want a puppy, too. I think my cats would object though.
How is the car?
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Where are you getting the out of print Margaret Maron books?!?!? Please tell me! I’ve been scouring the used book stores looking for them!
Thanks, Robyn! Joy emailed me today after I stalked her through my blog, and managed to find her yahoo ID, and after you put out the APB here. I’m sure she thinks I’m insane – but did you know I’ve “known” here since about 1998? Aaaaaaaaaaaanyhoo, thanks!!!!!