Tina’s Baby Mama
I love Tina Fey. There, I said it. I don’t think there has been anything much more entertaining in my life since the dawn of “30 Rock.” If I was Holly, I would give you a bunch of my favorite quotes or recall my favorite episode. Alas, I can do none of those things. But I am a fan.
‘Tis the year of the baby. Not mine, don’t worry.
Why?!
Who is voting for the Grammys?
Back in the day, my friend Brenna’s dad voted on the Grammys. All I remember about him being musically involved was the complete wall of CD’s he had in the house. No joke, floor to ceiling over the entire wall.
Tonight while watching the Grammys I was aghast at the number of awards given to Amy Winehouse. I don’t understand it. The first time I ever saw her was when I was perusing Youtube.com and found out Charlotte Church had her own TV show in England. I thought that was funny so I started watching the musical performances. Charlotte sings with her guests at the end of every show. I unknowingly clicked on one featuring Amy Winehouse. Her voice was atrocious. Later this year she became overwhelmingly popular and I couldn’t get away from her “Rehab” song.
How do you award someone who does this:
When Feist is doing this:
and this:
Who are you, Grammy voters? I think you need a reality check in Great Music vs. Popularity Amongst Fourteen-Year-Old Girls.
Electrifying
In Fall of 2006, Alejandro took me to a promotional party for Carmen Electra’s NV (weightloss beauty pill, I’m not sure how that works exactly). It was sorta of a bust other than a couple appetizers we got for free and a glimpse at the celebrity as hoards of photographers started blitzing their strobes in her face.
Over Thanksgiving, while touring Boston with the clan, Yancy purchased a gift for Sir Luke and me, mostly for Sir Luke. Carmen Electra’s “Fit to Strip.”
Today, while attempting to put our house together, I found the DVD in a box of shoes. I decided to check it out. I must say it’s a great workout. I am loving the toning through aerobics. I like that I don’t need anything extra to strengthen my body. Even more amusing is that Carmen isn’t totally coordinated in all the moves. She’s following a trainer just like I am.
So in a couple months, when I’ve got my body better toned, you bet your bottom dollar I’m going to buy myself THIS!
Mine
This is one of the only photographs I took during the wedding weekend. My mother is putting the last few stitches on the wedding dress she made for the big day.
I love you mom!
Do’s and Don’ts
My friend Tianna favorited a post in Google Reader about a bunch of amusing baby Do’s and Don’ts.
Unfortunately for Sir Luke, his parents didn’t get this memo. He found out, over the new year, that his first 5 months were spent being cradled in the loving arms of a dresser drawer.
Responsible Adults Play Guitar Hero
Back in the summer Lisa-face wrote for PC Magazine and got to try out the world’s greatest game with the creator’s themselves…Guitar Hero!!!
At the time it didn’t really mean anything to me aside from the happiness that it brought to my dear Lisa-face. Today, Sir Luke managed to convince me that his happiness was on the brink of despair without Guitar Hero in his life. Okay, so it wasn’t quite life or death but he sure had puppy eyes over it. We bought it from our dear friends at Target after another store, which I shall only mention as the yellow tag people, failed to supply us with the Hero for the Wii.
I’ve only played a few times this evening, but it’s probably the one thing that has been missing from my life. My friend Matt once told me I was a musician in another life. For some reason all he ever heard me talking about was music. But it’s true, all I’ve ever wanted was to sing awesome and play guitar awesome. And the Hero has made half of that come true.
Here is a picture of my best score thus far, although I have gotten higher than 100 in a row. Yeah, I’m that good already.
Thank you Sir Luke, you have brought a whole new level to the word husband.