Quotes of the Night -- Wes from the Bachelorette edition

When asked about the Barcelona music scene, Wes had this little gem to offer: "I had a song on my second album hit number 1 in Chihuahua, Mexico so I feel at home with the Spanish people." Because Mexico and Spain are exactly the same because they both speak Spanish, right??

When Jillian was grilling him about not being affectionate or into her he said, "You know, numero uno is most important here" (meaning himself.) Nice...you're really out to embark on a relationship with someone, aren't ya???

The big slip...when he referred to his "ex" girlfriend as his girlfriend...caught ya! Jake was right!

I loved it when he didn't get a rose and he just stood there, hanging on to what little camera time he had left.

The best part of the night was the limo interview. Holy cow. Alcohol is not your friend, Wes. Hope your family and especially your girlfriend are proud of you for being a big fake and phony on TV in hopes your singing career takes off. All of you radio programmers out there, do not book the guy on your station. Please.

Wes, you are a complete tool. Keep on recording songs that hit #1 in Chihuahua and please don't let the limo door hit you as you skulk out of Barcelona.

Twitter freaks

For some unexplained and unknown reason, I opened a Twitter account last week. I did nothing but open the account, look at Ashton Kutcher's page, check my friend Tyler's page and that was it. I posted nothing.

That evening, I got this in my email:


Okay, Konstantine, thanks! Someone was so interested in my name that they decided to follow me. Nice. A few minutes later, this email arrived:


This guy/gal is obviously selling something. Phhht. Whatever. A couple of days later, this arrived:


Who follows random people? Seriously? I thought Twitter was an excuse to obnoxiously text your friends and/or stalk celebrities. Isn't it? Okay, finally, this email showed up in my inbox:

Um, how do I delete my account????

A whole bunch of why's

• Why do men, who really should stay covered, think it's okay to take their shirts off in public just because it's sunny and warm outside?
• Why don't I try for 9 hours of sleep every night?
• Why did Michael Jackson do that to his face?
• Why don't I take the time to get a pedicure when I desperately need one?
• Why do people cheat on their spouses? I mean seriously. Why?
• Why are those in administrative positions expected to make coffee and empty dishwashers in the office? Especially those who don't drink coffee or use the office dishes???
• Why can't it be sunny like this every day of the summer?
• Why have I been nauseous the past two days? Is it the flu or pre-camp nerves?

Okay, that's all I've got. Feel free to add your own in the comments.

My eyes, my eyes

I'm honestly not bragging when I say I was blessed with great hair, great teeth and great vision. These are things for which I've always been grateful.

My hair pretty much does exactly what I want it to do (well, except for turning gray too rapidly.) I have more than enough of it and even though cleaning the bathroom floor is a little disgusting, I'm grateful to have hair.

My teeth are pretty nice. I've never had braces. I've got fillings in nearly every one but I'm happy just having straight teeth.

I grew up glasses-free and was happy about that. My vision used to be perfect but alas, now it's not. I hate that I can't bring things close to my eyes without everything going fuzzy. I hate that I have to have a lot of light when I read or put on eye makeup. I hate that when I want to play "Sally's Spa" on my iPod, I have to wear readers to keep everything crystal clear. I especially hate that I find myself tilting things "just so" to read them (I don't have trouble with menus though - yet.)

At Megan's beautiful wedding reception last night, I went over to the candy bar to fill a little cellophane bag with purple & green candies. The lighting was pretty low in that corner of the gym so guess what? I could NOT see the opening to the bag and finally had to have a little kid help me fill the bag. It was awful and I know it's just going to get worse.

I really thought this wouldn't ever happen to me so to all of you youngsters out there, enjoy your perfect vision while you can. Your time will come.

Back in the day

I used to love Michael Jackson when he was still somewhat normal, with his original skin color and mostly original face.

I used to rent the "Making of Thriller" video up at Star Video (the first video store in the neighborhood!) all the time and wanted to own it but videos were so expensive back then. When Michael turned into the werewolf and said "go away" it always scared my little sisters.

I had this poster on my wall when I was a teenager:

I also had this one:

After "Thriller" my favorite video was "Say Say Say." Watch it and see how cute Michael was. Oh and don't be freaked out that his "love interest" was LaToya. Paul McCartney was so young!



I prefer not to remember Michael as a child abusing, anorexic, plastic surgery addict. But rather, I'm going to think of him like this: an uber-talented entertainer who made my teen years happy.

So much to talk about...

1. Jon & Kate. UGH! I used to feel sorry for Jon because of Kate's shrew-like qualities but no longer. The earrings last night sort of pushed me over the edge with him. I really get the feeling he's just tired of being a husband and father and he wants to sow his oats. Good luck with that, buddy. I read today that the show is on hiatus. So happy about that fact because the world needs a break and the family needs one too.

2. Tonight's the reunion of Real Housewives of New Jersey. SOOOO excited! We'll debrief tomorrow for sure!

3. I'm officially bored with The Bachelorette. Not sure why but maybe it's because I'm not the least bit invested in Jillian or any of the guys. Ho hum.

4. Last week I got a AAA renewal notice and a new card. I haven't had AAA for about three years because I haven't felt like I needed it. But when I got the renewal I thought "hmm." I put it by my computer and meant to go online & renew but still haven't. Can you guess what happened next? Well, I got in my car to go out to lunch today, put in the key and nothing. It made a weird clicking noise and I had some lights but the engine wouldn't turn over. My friend had cables and then a very nice guy came out later and gave me a jump. I got home and my wonderful bro-in-law put in the new battery he and my sister had picked up for me so I'm all set. However, I can't help but yell at myself a little for ignoring that little nudge. Sigh. Anyone else do that recently - ignore a prompting??

A new boy to love

Rather than talk about how I cried through church yesterday (first Father's day was harder than I expected), I thought I'd talk about something dreamy.

As in, this guy:

Yes, the extremely yummy Ryan Reynolds. Tonight I saw this movie with Kim.

It has some nudity (mostly Sandra, whatever) and some disturbing male exotic dancing by the guy who plays Oscar on The Office (focus on Sandra's face and you'll be fine) but the movie was quite funny, sweet and cute, otherwise.


I was pleasantly surprised by Ryan Reynolds. Besides being big time eye candy, he was hilarious and very believable.

I'm trying to ignore the fact that he's married to Scarlett Johannson, who I still despise based solely on the character she played in "He's Just Not That Into You." (Yes, I need to let that go - it was only a movie.) But until I do, I'll just look at this picture and smile.