Addicted . . . to Snow

Thank you George Washington et al. I had the day off to celebrate and remember the dead white guys that ran this country a long, long time ago!!! I was excited to have an extra day to tackle the extra sucky chores that I put off all weekend. I kept La Nina home from day care and we had fun, four year old style. However, I realized that I have a problem.

I am Muse Girl, and I am a Snow Whore!

I spent the better part of my day whizzing between Weather Channel site and local weather sites as it snowed on and off all day. It melted once and snowed all over again. I became obsessed. I studied radar maps over and over again trying to determine:

1) if any more snow was coming this way

2) if it would be significant

3) what time it would hit

4) if it would melt and re-freeze overnight

5) if my county school system had called off school tomorrow.

This nonsense went on for hours!!!!! I worked on laundry and played in a lame attempt to combat the urge to "watch" the radar. So, I've decided that I'm a huge loser who spent the better part of her day hoping for ANOTHER day off tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm in the Mood for . . . Valentine's Day!!!

I love this holiday!!!! My favorite colors, red and pink, are splashed in every store from New Year's until now. In honor of one of my fave holidays, I'm listing descriptions of the most memorable!

3rd grade, February 1977--It was a cold Saturday and I sat on the living room floor of our modest mobile home watching The Little Rascals re-runs. I carefully used the mimeographed list of my class, my best pen, and my best handwriting to address my notes of love. I picked the best for my best friends and boys who I chased around the playground. I left the ones that I liked least for the kids who annoyed me or smelled.

9th grade, February 1983--I baked a nice one layer cake, frosted it, decorated it, and lugged it to school for my boyfriend. I had broken up with the love of my life for this guy. I wore a white skirt, hose, dress shoes and a pretty blouse. He didn't want the cake, broke up with me, and I started my period WHILE WEARING THE WHITE SKIRT! I borrowed a friend's jacket, tied it around my waist, approached the witchy teacher, explained my situation and ran to the nurse. She took pity on me. I removed my skirt and hose etc. She took them to home ec. while I sat wrapped in a blanket on the gurney in her office. She washed, dried and returned them! I missed all of two classes that I hated anyway. I hugged her and cried when she returned them and told her of my broken heart. She cried too. Shittiest Valentine's EVER!

10th grade, February 1984--It snowed like a mother fucker. We missed, like, two straight weeks of school! The snow was a few feet at least. My parents got out and went to the store before the storm hit. My loving mom stocked me up with tons of girl mags!!! She got me cool color/girl things to do while snowed in. It Rocked!

Grown up grade/February 1997--I went into labor at about 6 in the morning. It had snowed and iced over night. I weighed 175 lbs. and my child was 2 weeks PAST DUE. I would have crawled on my hands and knees in a foot of snow to the gd hospital if forced to do so! Easy labor--3hours, good drugs!!!!, and a beautiful 9 lb 13 oz baby boy was born on that Valentine's Day!!!! Every year I celebrate the holiday, I believe that he is the BEST Valentine's present I've ever gotten. He turns 13 years old tomorrow!!!!!!!! What a true blessing.

Happy Fuckin Valentine's Day Bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fashion Disaster; Fashion Crisis!!

So, I missed the Grammy's last night. THANK GOD! This a.m. I begin previewing the fashion pics of the "stars" before having my coffee. BIG mistake. WTF? Seriously? Did they all give ALL of the $$ to the Haiti disaster relief last week or what? I flipped through about 45 pics of various "talent" that were showcased in their evening wear. By slide 5, I was looking for some hemlock or a stiff rope & chair. I look better in my bathrobe this a.m.

My consensus:

• too much glitter and body hugging, too short
• a lot of somebodies don't know what size they REALLY are
• even my beautiful Nikki Kidman looked horrid--her dress made her head look HUGE and unnatual
• The boys all looked spectacular-even the JoBlows
• Kathy Griffin was beautiful and tasteful (as always)
• Taylor Swift's dress was pretty but fell short on her 10 year old body
• Why must Heidi Klum show us her Mama breasts ALL the time??? You're breast feeding, you were a Victoria Secret bra model, they're big, they're beautiful, they have their own zip code. WE GET IT! Have some decorum and put 'em away now that they are functional.
• Did I mention too much glitter and ill fitting clothing?

In summary, Hollywood is in crisis and clearly needs some disaster relief of their own.