Saturday, April 18, 2009

my subconscious

Last night I had a dream that I was going to the Primary session of General Conference with the Young Women of my ward.  I was totally ticked off and bothered because all of my in-laws were in town (all men aside from my husbands mother) and tagged along.  Not only were they tagging along / imposing on my bonding with the Young Women, but they were dilly-dallying in the back aisles of what I assume must have been the Conference Center (though it looked absolutely nothing like it) when they were supposed to be getting seated.  The nerve

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

O . M . F . G . G .

Do you know how much happiness this show brings to my life?After this season starting to dry itself out in the beginning, it now has me salivating. I never wanted to be a couture-obsessed, Dom Perignon-sipping, morally-oblivious Upper-East sider so bad in my life.

I completely understand why mothers don't want their 16-year-olds watching this one. But do I really care?