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May 21st, 2008

I asked my Be Design partner, Christy, to create my header for me. Which may seem strange considering I can make my own, except for some reason, I couldn’t do my own. It was too hard, so I quit and said "Oh, Christy, my love, would you please create my header for me and when you do, just do it in a way that shows me how you think of me." and this is one of the images she chose. Which I love. I have to say that I was relieved, I thought she may come back with a header filled with cattle or dirty underwear. But this is what she found and I love it.

A lot. (you should go to Christy’s blog to check out her designs from our first week of business. THEY ARE ROCKIN’!)

and speaking of the fabulous Be Design girls, we are now offering blog makeovers for WORDPRESS. HOORAY! However, our wait time is right on the line between four and five weeks. BOO! But we move quickly! HOORAY!

I’m glad some of you enjoyed my live blogging from last night, I may do it for tonight’s finale, as requested, but right now I have a headache and fear it would make a very boring post. Something like "Paula’s dress is weird and David won."

Based on the comments, I think David Cook is going to win. Seems everyone thinks David A. has it in the bag and because of that, everyone seems to be voting for David C. I didn’t vote at all. Because, well. I don’t care. I really don’t. I enjoyed this season, but there was nobody that I LOOOOVED. I tried voting for Chris Daughtry but his wife kept hanging up on me every time I called. She can be so rude to his girlfriend, I swear.

Oh, and I blogged over here today. It’s pretty depressing, so click at your own risk, and if you click, make sure you comment because nothing sends me into a depression quicker than seeing hundreds of people visiting my other blog when I’m pouring out my heart and three people comment. Just keepin’ it real.

And finally, I believe I have eaten two boxes of Bug Bites since Sunday. And I can’t even hide that fact from Brian because he’s the one who keeps buying them at the store. Makes it pretty obvious.

In fact, he’s at the store right now. Buying more Bug Bites. Interestingly enough, when I googled Bug Bites, the cookies did not come up, but rather pictures of bug bites. ew.

Me and my headache have to go hide under the covers for awhile, I hope I’m back tonight for more live blogging. I can make no promises.

American Idol – Final Two Live Blogging

May 20th, 2008

I’m sitting in my living room with Brian, my Mom and My Dad.

And a bowl of Coldstone Creamery ice cream.

Some silver fox is introducing and saying something about rumbling. It’s a good thing a girl isn’t in the final two when they are announcing their weights.

Brian just said 52% of people who watch American Idol are between the ages of 34-62.

Didn’t Randy have gastic bypass? I’m just sayin’. Huh…I didn’t realize neither one had been in the bottom three. That’s interesting.

I’m done with my ice cream. It was good like a mug.

Oh, dear, we are asking Paula for advice. How very, very scary. So, let me just say that David Cook kinda gets on my nerves. There – it’s out in the open. Not that I love David A. because, well, I don’t. This live blogging is good for me because I do not have strong feelings for either boy. In fact, come to think of it — I don’t think I have had strong feelings for any contestant.

Clyde Green Tie has picked I Still Haven’t heard Found What I’m Looking For by U2 for David Cook. I LOVE U2. Like a lot. My favorite U2 song is So Cruel. It’s one of the greatest songs evuh. David is breaking it down, tearing it up, he’s sounds pretty nice. But NOT great. It was good but not special. Randy says "HOT BABY." Paula says "blah blah blah blah." her voice is cracking. Puberty much? Simon says "touch your nose." Just kidding, he said phenomenal. Was it? Really?

David Archuleta is signing Don’t Let The Sun Go Down on Me. I think he sounds pretty good. He kinda tore it up at the end, which is good because he never does and he always, ALWAYS sounds the same but this time, he sounded good. Real good. Round one goes to David A. Randy says "best performance of the whole season. MOLTON. CRAZY VOCALS." Is he crying? Paula says "blah blah blah blah sunshine blah. blah." Simon says "the best you’ve done so far." Seriously. Is David crying? Simon just said what I said about Round One going to David A. He’s a copycat.

Round Two. I’m a little too wordy. I realize this. I happen to adore Andrew Lloyd Webber and the way he talks and everything he says. I would like to have him over for dinner. I would serve spaghetti.

Okay, David C. sings lsjgjalwdjfajd, okay, I have no idea, I was busy writing about eating spaghetti with ALW. Is David C trying to sound like my boyfriend, Chris Daughtry? Because I will cut him if he keeps this up. I was not feeling this song and he was yelling a lot. My Dad liked it. So, apparently a viewer wrote that song. Randy said he was singing his face off. Paula said "blah blah blah blah song in your heart blah blah." Simon says, "jump up and down." It never gets old people. He did not really like his performance and the crowd boos. As usual.

David A. sings a ballad. I can’t believe it, he is singing a ballad. He is really changing things up this week. (please tell me you can sense my sarcasm?) He has anchors on his blazer. Sport coat? He sounded good, strong. Is he crying. again? He looks like it. Paula says "magic. blah. finals. blah blah." Simon says Round 2 goes to David A.

Round Three begins. David C picks a song by Collective Soul, "The World I Know." He starts out acoustic. There is no doubt that he has a great voice with a ton of talent. He sounds great, but this song seems just a little bit boring. Am I wrong? Do you love it?

oh dear. He’s crying. Doesn’t Randy’s face look purple tonight? Paula says that David Cook is "standing in his truth. blah blah. huh? blah?" Simon says it was the wrong song choice.

David A. sings Imagine. Didn’t he play the piano the last time he sang this? He sang it well. Just like the last time. Yep, Randy is purple. Paula says she’s speechless but she won’t stop talking. Simon says "knockout." I just wish David A would genuinely smile and not look like he’s going to cry all of the time.

Well, it’s over. that’s it. Who do I think is going to win?

That’s easy.

David. Who do you think is going to win?

Bitter Betty has arrived.

May 20th, 2008

Don’t you just love it when I blog thirty-nine times in one day? Hey, it’s CHEAP therapy. I am all over CHEAP therapy.

I have decided to live blog American Idol tonight. Except it won’t be live as it will be on my DVR and I plan to watch it tonight but I may watch it tomorrow. or never. I don’t know.

Last year I live blogged all season long, but this season, not so much. So, feel free to come back tonight and read my thoughts about David and David and Ryan and Simon and Randy and Stupid.

Listen, I gotta be honest with you. I am experiencing a period from hell. Backache, headache, cramps, fattiness, crankiness, hunger, stupidity and freakin’ fatigue. I have it all. And well, it puts me in the worst mood, not just because of the stupid symptoms but because I SHOULD NOT BE HAVING A PERIOD RIGHT NOW.

I should be pregnant and fat and uncomfortable with swollen ankles and hearburn.

NOT EXPERIENCING THE PERIOD FROM HELL.

And to top it all off????????????? I have a showing at my house, a.k.a. The House that People Look at 5,000 Times a Week, in ninety minutes. My house may as well be a museum, it’s always clean and nosey people come in way too often and just look and pass judgement.

But hey, I took a pain killer, so I’ll either not care what the house looks like or just sleep right through the showing. Either one sounds good to me.

See you tonight.

or not.

Signed,
The Grouchiest Person on the Planet

P.S. It took every ounce of strength and self control to not drop the f-bomb forty times in this post. That’s how much I love those of you who don’t care for it. But I’m screaming it in my head. Over and over and over again.

P.S. again. Is my blog taking forever to load for you? or is it just me?

Perhaps tomorrow I’ll do the opposite

May 20th, 2008

Last night my niece called me to tell me that she and her boyfriend were getting married.

June 14th, (2008) she says. I run the date through my mind and realize that it’s a great date! "okay, we’ll be there."

Then she says "will you be my maid of honor?"

Blushing I reply "Can I wear jeans?"

To which she replies with "hahahahahaheeeheeeheeehoooohoooo."

She laughed, which either means:

"um, of course, you can wears jeans, a graphic tee, your running shoes and a pony tail, it will be like a graduation party, except its a wedding."

or it means "um, no."

I’m guessing her laughter meant no, so I realized very quickly that not wearing jeans equals wearing a dress which equals freaking out about my weight.

So, last night I decide that Tuesday marks the day where I stop eating my favorite snacks, it’s time to buckle down and lose the remaining pregnancy weight that I have and feel good about myself.

I woke up this morning and I had started my period and since then I have eaten Honey Nut Cheerios, Cocoa Puffs, three hershey bar squares, 18 Bug Bites, 15 chocolately chip Teddy Grahams, Sun Chips and Macaroni and Cheese.

and it’s only 12:12 p.m.

I’m off to a great start. Perhaps I can change her mind about the jeans.

Oh, look! Lunchtime!

Just a little PG-13 for you.

May 18th, 2008

So, let’s just say today was a good day and call it a day, shall we? Because tonight, after dinner, everything started to suck. I don’t know why, I don’t care why, it just did. This morning was great, amazing, beautiful and fantastic, I mean, it included a clean house, Target and Barnes and Noble, how could it not be fantastic?

But tonight after dinner, boy oh boy, I was SUCKER PUNCHED in the gut. And let me tell you, I wanted to use the "F" word before the word gut in that last sentence and all night long for that matter, but I didn’t because I know not everyone appreciates unsavory language. But sometimes it feels so fucking good to swear.

I’m not saying, I’m just sayin’. (that’s what my Mom always says.) And I know you agree. Well, I know MOST of you agree. I am just so frustrated, I just want a break, I want peace, I want off of this roller coaster. I.want.off.

So, I’m going to say good night and try to close this computer of mine because I am BURNED out and to be honest, I can’t help but think I am burning you out talking about all of my grief and my sadness and bullshit ALL OF THE TIME

So, putting all that aside, (whew, I feel a teeny tiny bit better now), I wanted to show you the blogs that I redesigned this week, the best part of doing blog designs is working with awesome, fun, friendly bloggers.

You can check out my work but also check these fine bloggers out – who doesn’t love a new blog to read, right?

(sorry I swore, Mom. I couldn’t help it. It was an accident.)

Adventures in Babywearing
Not that girl…this girl
What’s that Mystery?
Life with the Two
Not just any Jen
From Grey to Green
Running from the Little People
Is There Any Mommy out There? This blog belongs to Any Mommy, she is doing a study on her blog about cereal and sex. I’ll leave it at that. She needs your input. Help the girl out with your knowledge, okay?
A Spoonful of Sarah

By the way, the original title of this post was "Just a little PG-13 for your ass" but Brian thought it was a little too….racy. So, I deleted it. Did I make the right choice? You tell me.

Do people get offended when swearing occurs in a blog? It’s an interesting topic. I don’t mind it, (obviously) I mean, everyone is entitled to write what they want on their own blogs, but do you get offended?

Okay, for real, good night, sleep tight and don’t forget about the contest tomorrow.

And I promise, it won’t involve ~~much~~ swearing.

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Bitter Betty has arrived.

Perhaps tomorrow I’ll do the opposite

Just a little PG-13 for you.

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American Idol – Final Two Live Blogging