and then my ovaries did cartwheels.....and other bits of randomness (Part 1)

Yesterday, I had to take some books back to the International Library of English~~books for parents and children~~that is housed at one of the universities here and also one that my good friend, Karen, has been one of the main forces in getting this project off the ground. It's small, but growing and she and her students plan "Storyland" days once a month or so that are just a lot of fun for both kids and parents.
Anyway...as I was walking up the sidewalk, I noticed that Karen's brother (with whom I worked for a few years at a high school) and his wife were there with their new (or new to me!) baby daughter. I hadn't seen them for awhile so it was nice to talk with them.

Oh, hell...who am I kidding...I couldn't have cared less about what they have been up to. I was more interested in getting my hands on that baby.
And when I did....swear to God, my ovaries started doing cartwheels.

Then, reality (Thy name is Karen) slapped me (verbally) a couple times and I got things under control and the day continued quite nicely.
But, really.....look at that face....here is the view from my angle:

After they peeled my fingers from her delicate little body gently took her from me, I went on about my day. You got a love a friend who will remind you that really...that baby may be cute, but you really don't want to try for another one (which would probably end up being a boy, anyway!) at your age. Thank God for good friends.

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Move over Martha....there's a new inspiration in town.

Have you met Anthea Turner? If you're in the States, you might not have had the chance (I don't know what's on American TV anymore)....I "met" her by accident when I was surfing channels one morning (remember, when I had all that extra free time that I didn't know what to do with?)

I came across her show, The Perfect Housewife, and immediately fell in love.

Now...don't get me wrong...I still do love me some Martha Stewart...but, Martha is just too....unattainable. Her kitchen....her living room....her freakin' garden...all just things I can say "Oh...how I would love to have the money for that someday!"

But with Anthea....her main goal is to help housewives (and husbands!) take control of their house and be proud of their homes.

The show is a few years old and I'm thinking that it's probably not even on in Britain anymore and really, that is sad. I was learning a lot and getting so many good ideas.

She inspires me....and I have three bags of extra trash for tomorrow morning to prove it!! Her main mantra is "Chuck it!". And believe me...I have been!! It's great!!! Sorry, but Martha never made me feel this good about myself or my house!!

I'm now looking for this...in a book.

(Foreign DVDs don't play in our machines.)

**Because, you KNOW...I've got the pink rubber gloves....and some heels!!**

Every week, she gave a tiara and a 'sceptre of responsibility' (feather duster) to the one person who improved the most and got the most out of spending time with her.....I want my tiara, dammit!!

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American Idol.....We are a few weeks behind the actual show (the final will be next Saturday and Sunday) and yeah, I know who won and yeah, I was pretty partial to Adam, but really? Kris? Danny? Are you kidding me? Really? Allison got ripped off (IMHO).

I was cheering for her to make it to the final round....the girl could sing, ya'll!

I probably won't buy an album of Kris's or even Danny's....Adam? Yeah, I might buy his, but Allison's? ('cause you know she's going to make one!)

yeah...I'll buy hers.

She rocks!!

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One final note and then I'm done for the night...promise.

I am incredibly white.

Scary, "shouldn't you be followed by 7 little men" kind of white.

Embarrassingly white.

Any thoughts about self-tanning lotions or lotions with self-tanning magic stuff in them??

Really. Please.

I need something because, with the rainy season soon upon us, I see no chances to get to the beach and tanning booths? (Not real sure if we even have tanning booths here.)

Your suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

And I will leave you with this.....a few years ago, when I flew into Denver, I had a couple days to hang out with my BFF Dena and I made an appointment at one of those spray-on tan places.

In the end, it was great and the tan looked awesome, but...the whole time while I was getting it done, I kept laughing because I was remembering this the whole time I was in the booth!!!

Have a good one and I hope you remember something that just makes you kind of chuckle today.