Sunday, November 30, 2008

If all goes well ...

... meaning I don't bust my ass and break something else tonight, Josh and I will be traveling to the Biggest Little City in the World tomorrow.

I've got a surprise lined up for Josh --

so don't tell him. It's a surprise. (If he comes home with a nasty rash, though, it won't be my fault.)

I plan on using my crutches to their fullest potential in the hotel. I won't be able to join him at the nightclub, where I'm sure he'll be douchebagging it to his finest while I gamble at the penny slot machines with the meemaws and peepaws and their oxygen machines (win win).

Also, our hotel reservations include a "spa treatment," and it totally sucks that I can't get a massage with my stupid cast. I've opted for a facial instead to go with my gorgeous new smile.

The wishbone.

Her wish is way sweeter than mine would have been
(which would have included the slot machines in Reno tomorrow).

Also, I think I've completed my second NaBloPoMo event, so congrats to me! I have to thank my mom for busting my chops several times at 10 p.m. when I hadn't posted anything, though. It was like when I was a kid and hadn't done my homework...

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Blog Tagged.

I have been tagged by Songbird.

The Rules:

1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog (this is what you are now reading).
3. List 6 random things about yourself.
4. Tag 6 people at the end of your post.
5. Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.

Six random things about me:

1. My first date with Bill was in Barbados. The island. At a beachside French restaurant. He ordered lobster, I had red snapper and we drank merlot. Most romantic date EVER. Yeah, you wish you were me.

2. I was 85% sure BooBerry was a boy. If so, her name would have been Noah Michael. The middle name was for Bill's best friend who had a heart attack at the age of 30 and passed away two weeks before Boo was born. We opted not to find out the sex of the baby and it made it so much fun! (Not that I would know what to do with a boy... he'd be the gayest little thing ever in his Janie and Jack lederhosen.)

3. There are 5 foods I wouldn't eat even if they were a reward on "Survivor": beets, yams/sweet potatoes, White Castles, meatloaf and raisins. Five kinds of nasty right there.

4. I want a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, but Bill says we're at our "pet maximum" in the house. I disagree. I could totally become crazy cat lady. (Also, who told Bill he's in charge of me?)

5. I love sushi -- but only the fish kind. No eel, octopus, shrimp, shark or cat. I'm probably going to get food poisioning and die someday. Guess I'd deserve it for eating raw fish.

6. I have a secret stash of about 200 original Beanie Babies in several foot lockers in the basement. It was my obsession in the 1990s. I don't even want to think about how much money we spent on those. (Don't judge. I don't mention the spoon collection or Hardee's Smurf glasses collection I bet some of you have it YOUR basements.)

I'm Tagging:

1 & 2. The newly engaged Charmed and Dunnski.

3. The very pregnant Maria G.

4. Everybody's favorite snack cake, even though she'll probably never see it...

5. Crazee Magnet, because his stories never cease to amaze me (grilled cheese + booze + room service = epic fail). If you're not reading his blog, you should be. ((cue Yoda voice)) You should be.

UPDATE: I stand corrected. Crazee has posted the full account of his BLT story here. It's a Mandyland MUST READ, just like Oprah has her f*cking favorite books.

6. An old friend who let me crash on her couch during Rush Week when I was a Rho Chi (rush counselor). I've never forgotten that, K!


I know I've got to go to bed but I've been sucked in by Lifetime's airing of "The Thorn Birds" which I've probably seen in whole a dozen times.

Richard Chamberlain does play a convincing straight priest, though.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Black Friday + Broken Foot - Crutches = Bad Idea.

Started out at 5:45 a.m. Hit Wal-Mart first, figuring since they opened at 5 a.m., the greatest rush would be over. I managed to pick up the My Size Barbie BooBerry doesn't need, plus a copy of 101 Dalmations (I'm not sure if we have it -- I'll have to have Bill go digging in DVD Land to see).

The checkout line was PACKED -- about -10 people deep (amateurs), so I snuck into the jewelry department and breezed right through.

Then headed to the mall and found a handicapped parking space. I hit the Disney Store first and got a sweatshirt for me, a small art kit for BooBerry, wrapping paper and a cape all for $35 (they had 20% off until 10 a.m. -- score!)

Then I stumbled over to Bath and Body Works and traffic was picking up a bit. I somehow spent $119 but got, like, $300 in shit I don't need. BUT, I picked up Bill's Nana's gift, so it wasn't all me.

By now, I was beginning to regret leaving my crutches in the car. I limped down to Old Navy and got a new velour sweatshirt (I'm living in them with my bad foot & crutches) and an argyle sweater for the dog.

Thanks for the sweater, Mom!

By now, my foot was starting to THROB. I had one last stop to make, and of course it was at the farthest wing of the mall. I managed to struggle down there under my packages and bought facewash for Bill & I.

I had a LOT of trouble getting back to the car. I could literally FEEL the break in my foot -- the two slices of bone. Pretty painful.

Still, I was home by 8:15 a.m. with a large bag of McDonald's sustenance for breakfast, and was back in bed by 10:15 a.m. I completely TORE UP my foot, but hey -- the dog got a sweater, so it wasn't completely for naught.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

One Big Thanksgiving Turkey.

Happy Thanksgiving!

We were supposed to go to my brother's house today for Thanksgiving dinner, but my nephew has come down with a particularly nasty case of croup which is pretty contageous to little kids (i.e., Bella). My wonderful parents opted out of dinner at his house to put on an impromtu Thanksgiving feast at their house for us.

Bill's currently in the kitchen making his super fabulous dressing balls while I have my foot propped up with coffee and the Black Friday ads waiting for me. I'm hoping to be able to hit up a few stores tomorrow, depending on how my broken paw feels. I'm able to get around a little better and don't need the crutches quite so much anymore.

Anyway, I hope your breasts are bountiful, your dressing, well, dressingful and your family happy and healthy*.

* This non-snarky post brought to you by Mellow Mandy -- not to be confused with MegaBitch Mandy, who will show up tomorrow as she attempts to beat hobags down at Target for cheap shit BooBerry doesn't need.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Good to Know.

Lap dances are not 'sexually stimulating,' according to the chairman of the British Lap Dancing Association. Awesome job, BTW.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

I owe youse guys a picture.

I had $1,000 in bonding done to my upper front teeth today and I hardly recognize myself. I can't stop smiling and looking at myself in the mirror. I'm GAAARGOUS.

Next time I'm all purdy for a night out I'll have Bill snap a picture. It's amazing what they can do with cosmetic dentistry these days...

Monday, November 24, 2008

I know you wish you were me.

I have beautiful Russian girls waiting for me. Don't be jealous. Not everyone can have what I have.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Christmastime in Mandyland.

I've been feeling down with the ol' broken foot, so I talked Bill into letting us put up the tree a few days early...

I'm missing some pieces that I think are in a few straggling boxes downstairs. My parents came over to help Bill & Boo decorate since I'm not too quick on my feet this year, so many thanks to them for the help!

A Sunday Pick-Me-Up.

Kristin Chenoweth of "Wicked" and "Pushing Daisies" fame.

(Forgot to mention this song is dedicated to Will the Latte Boy at the Hikes Point Starbucks. I've been stopping in there three times a week for the past three years, and Will still doesn't recognize my grande skim latte, extra hot, with four Splendas. Asshole.)

Saturday, November 22, 2008

I want this trashcan from Costco. Bill says no, because we have a fully-functioning trashcan. Really? You're going to argue with me over a trashcan? Dude, I so have a credit card and I'm not afraid to use it.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Oh. My. God.

No, really. OH. MY. GOD.*

* Girls, I don't know who found this, but I applaude you.


Might've overdone it today on the ol' broken paw. I'm trying to put more weight on it and it's started to turn a lovely shade of black. Attractive if you're EMO, which I'm not.

Also, don't Google "ouch + foot" because those are some NAS-TY pictures. Kinda makes me want to shut the hell up about my broken foot.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Puppeh cam

This is why I love it! Look at Ayumi (yellow collar). Is there anything more adorable than puppies? Makes me want to jump in that puppy bed and roll around with a carrot and a stuffed fish. Awesome.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Yeah, Suri ...

... that's what I think of your parents, too. I hear ya.

See, this is the kind of competitive parent I'm destined to be.

Also, I'm completely high on painkillers and just spent three solid minutes giggling at this comic.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Oh yay, me.

6-8 weeks. This ride seriously needs some pimping. I have completely f*cked my holiday shopping rituals. This sucks in so many ways.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Well, THIS sucks.

I gave myself 15 minutes of reading time last night and went down the stairs to get the Amazon Kindle. Instead, I got a broken foot. (My foot kinda rolled on the third step from the bottom and went down with an impressive bounce and thud.)
Broke the fifth metatarsal on my left foot -- snapped in two cleanly. I waited 5.5 hours before going to the ER, but Bill had it iced all night. I've never broken anything before ... I thought a break immediately bruised black but mine seems to be all on the inside.
I have an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon tomorrow at noon to follow up on treatment. Which brings me to this point -- WTF good is a HOSPITAL without an orthoped? Seattle Grace* has Callie Torres, right? SOMEBODY in that hospital had the power to cast/boot/saw it off.
My foot hurts.
* Shut up, Bridget.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Hey, Moms!

So, if your child gets invited to a birthday party at a house in your cul-de-sac, is it ok to do the patented "dump and run?" Because that's what I just did.

Boo got invited to a birthday party for a little girl in our cul-de-sac and I totally dumped her and a present and came home to do "laundry" because, y' know, I have to go to Reno on Tuesday.

And by "laundry" I mean episode one of "Summer Heights High" on HBO and a glass of chardonnay.

Awesome. Hey, the other neighborhood Moms did the same.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

OH, Mama!

Let me tell you how excited Bill is about our plans this evening ... We have tickets to see Mamma Mia! at the Kentucky Center for the Arts. Fourth row! Even though ABBA was before my time, and I can only name, like, two songs, and it's cold and pouring down rain here, it's still better than Saturday night television.

Friday, November 14, 2008

I am the walrus!

Kookoo ka choo.

I got this for Bill...

... since the new World of Warcraft expansion pack came out yesterday. I probably won't see him for a few months.

Karma is going to bite me in the ass for this, but ...

po⋅et⋅ic jus⋅tice [poh-et-ik] [juhs-tis] –– noun : When two beautiful people make one fugly kid.

And I though AMAZON had some random shit.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

What is cuter than puppies*?


The six Shiba Inu pups (3 boys and 3 girls) turned 5 weeks old on November 11th. This is the first litter from their mom, Kika.

Autumn (Purple collar) - 3 lbs 5.8 oz (as of Nov 11th) - My personal favorite.
Ayumi (Yellow collar) - 3 lbs 3.4 oz (as of Nov 11th)
Amaya (Red collar) - 3 lbs 6.6 oz (as of Nov 11th)

Aki (Green collar) - 4 lbs 0.4 oz (as of Nov 11th)
Akoni (Black collar) - 3 lbs 12.6 oz (as of Nov 11th)
Ando (Blue collar) - 3 lbs 1.2 oz (as of Nov 11th)

* Except maybe the Intern.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Girls' Night Out!

What happens when Charmed, Twinkie, Brigitte & I hit a super hip sushi joint for girls' night out?

(Sorry, Brigitte, but you were sitting next to me!)

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

I lied.

I told the lady at the wine shop at the Wal-Mart neighborhood grocery that I was having a "girl's night" tonight when I stopped in to buy mac & cheese, milk and a bottle of $3 pinot grigio/ chardonnay.

Her: What's the occasion?

(OK, like I could REALLY say I was in my office jamming to Hedley trying to bang out 19 story assignments and the new temp came into my office crying about work drama and totally threw me off my game for the day. Seriously. I need a f*cking reason to buy a $3 bottle* of wine?)

Me: Ohhhh, I'm having Girl's Night!

Her: Can I see your ID, please?

Me: Sure!

Her: What do you do? Just sit around and drink?

Me: Ummmm... no. We watch, ummm... (ok, at this point I'm trying to think of the two shows I watch on Tuesday night )... '90210'!! Right! Um, we watched it as teenagers and now we're watching the new version!!

Oh. My. God. I can't even drink a glass of that shame now.

* Shut the f*ck up! It's lovely chilled.

Monday, November 10, 2008


Got some bad news to tell someone? Perhaps tell your girlfriend that you've been cheating on her with her best friend? Or that you accidentally ran over your neighbor's yappy dog?

Break it to them with BABY ANIMALS!

Sunday, November 9, 2008

So, lunch was fun.

I ate a hamburger today. I rarely splurge. It just seemed like the right thing to do, like helping little old ladies across the street or rescuing puppies from Michael Vick.

There's a local restaurant that's been here for-e-ver called WW Cousins. There's a funky ol' fake tree with leaves in the middle and I remember going there with my mom after getting my allergy shot back in the 1980s.

Usually, I order a grilled chicken sandwich and their homemade tomato soup, but today's soup was bean soup (beans and my ass don't get along very well. Shut up. You know they don't with you, either.) plus I felt a little rebellous, so I ordered a 1/3-lb. burger (medium rare thankyouverymuch) and French fries.

The best thing about WW Cousins is the fixins bar -- a HUGE salad bar-type toppings station touting everything from salsa to chipotle ranch dressing, sprouts, banana peppers and marinara sauce. As my friend Holly says, "yum-f*cking-o."

So there I am, stuffing my face with burger juice literally dripping down my hand, gnawing on it like a starving little Somalian kid, when in comes what had to be one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen in real life. She had on a pair of skin-tight faded denim jeans tucked into distressed gray FM boots and a gray angora tunic sweater that hugged her curves like a Band-aid on skin. Her hair was a shimmery blond, her pout perfectly outlined and painted, green eyes expertly rimmed a smoky black. She looked like a newscaster on television.

I hated her. Immediately. On sight. I wanted a hole in the ground to open up and swallow her whole. And the bitch ordered the same thing I did. F*CK. That hamburger? Was a f*ucking SPLURGE for me. She dug in like she ate a side of beef every day.

Jealousy? I haz it. To her I say: Somebody, somewhere is tired of putting up with your shit. I mentally send out a high-five to that person.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Book Corner Time!

OK, so for the past two hours I've been engrossed in Anita Shreve's new book, Testimony. It's a step away from my normal intel op-guy-who-meets-a-gorgeous-heroine-and-they-get-it-on-and-save-a-city and/or-small child romantic suspense, but I have to say that stepping outside of one's comfort zone* (read "The House at Riverton," for example) is refreshing. (Somebody call Oprah because this bitch is getting PROFOUND tonight!)

Anyway, it's about a sex scandal at a private school (three guys! one girl! OMFG it's an episode of "Gossip Girl!") and how it affects everyone from the parents to the headmaster and the students, told from different vantage points. And, jeez. Who knew shit could get so raunchy in Vermont?

Grab it from the library and pour a nice cold glass or four of chardonnay. I finally had to come up for air*.

* Bec, you would love this book.
** Really, I have no idea where Bill & Boo are. I think they're upstairs somewhere.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Oh, hai!

I just booked Animal Kingdom Lodge for spring. There's a buy 4, get 3 free promotion that dropped today and people jumped on that shit like they weren't paying $2,000+ for a room Disney didn't already have filled*. I swear, some of the message board** posters acted like they were going to implode.

Bottom line, we're paying more for our trip but making sure we get a great room and we got some tickets to boot***.

* FTR, I was already booked through Bill's conference. So I'm not a complete douchebaguette.
** STFU. Everybody uses message boards. Right? Riiiight?
*** Yeah, I'm a Disney Douchebaguette. STFU.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Aww, now this is just sad.

Poor McCain. Amazon's giving away a free McCain toy with the purchase of an Obama action figure. See, on top of being free, he gets called a "toy," while Obama is an "action figure".

I'm going to buy the pair and make them fight like Rock 'Em Sock 'Em robots*.

* And pretend to make them toss salad when the fight gets boring.

Our President-Elect!!

And, he's going to be in the Hall of Presidents in the Magic Kingdom!

(You know that was your first thought last night. Don't lie.)

Monday, November 3, 2008


A kid that's cuter* than my own! Also, watch it until the very end after the fade. Classic.

* OK, not really. He's four and has that going for him.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

This bitch is serious!

A serious whackjob*! Also, the eyeshadow? No.

* Who needs to get laid.


Worst. Movie. Ever.

Do not waste $19.99. Buy a bottle of tequila and drown this shit in it. Yeah, it's no shocker this shit went straight to video like Jessica Simpson's "Major Movie Star." Hell, I bet that was better...

Well then.

I'm sending the Flip Mino back ... it has a tiny dead pixel on the screen and it's driving me nuts. Since I ordered it directly from, they're going to let me return it and they're going to fix and/or send me a new one.

So no videos for a while.

I know you're going to be happy for the lack of cats fighting and BooBerry being adorable. Sorry. We lead pretty boring lives around here.

Also, I totally forgot that it's National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo). So hopefully I'll be able to do it, although I have trip planned to Reno just before Thanksgiving. (Reno = rooms for $12/ night and legalized prostitution. Let me just tell you how excited I am about this trip...)