Are You Ready For The Puppies...

This weekend is the Super Bowl, so you know what that means...Animal Planet will be broadcasting counterprogramming in the form of Puppy Bowl VI. Meet the starting line-up. And don't forget about the kitty half-time show. My favorite part is when the announcer says, "Hellooooo kitties!" You won't even care that the rest of the world is doing something else.

Behind The Boudoir Doors

It's Groundhog day. Puxhatawney Phil saw his shadow. It's gonna stay cold. Blah! Blah! Blah! The big news is the Oscar noms. It's my favorite early morning of the year. I got up early and had tea and a blueberry muffin in bed while waiting to hear who was going to be in the running this year. Next to Christmas, Oscar Nom day may be my favorite holiday. Actress Anne Hathaway joined the AMPAS President to make the announcements. The 82nd Academy Awards will be held March 7. Why yes, I do have it marked on my calendar. Don't you?

Rainy Days and Mondays...

Not even a song by Karen Carpenter could make me feel better this morning. Nor a story about glass slippers. I hope this feeling passes soon...

[Editor's Note: I may have finally found the cure for a dasterdly case of the Mondays. ]

Meet Columbo. When she smiles the whole world smiles along....

The Princess ditches the pea

Tomorrow is a big day in my house. I'm getting a new bed. That's right, I will no longer be sleeping on the Princess & the pea mattress that I bought when I moved to Los Angeles seventeen years ago. I came here to go to school, so timeliness and price were the highest priorities -- so I called 1-800-DIALABED. For two hundred bucks, they delivered a bed within two hours. I can assure you that while it resembled a bed, it was not designed for sleeping or comfort. I have augmented it over the years with a series of eggshell mattress pads and feather beds with some slight improvement. This time, I took my time picking out a new bed. I visited several stores and rolled around on many mattresses in public. At one store, the kinda sleazy salesman kept wanting to sell me a matress cover for $75. He said it would prevent the mattress from getting 'stained.' I turned to the Handsome Man Alive and said, "does he think I'm incontinent or is it that he thinks I have some kind of seriously problematic sexual disorder?" The HMA said the guy was just getting spiffed on mattress cover sales and to get in the car because we were leaving.

Whatever!

I went back to the store where my mattress search had originally begun. The nice sales guy there helped me find a superduper extra plush pillowtop that will be delivered some time on the morrow. A nap will immediately follow. Ah, bliss!

Saw this little bit of good news today, I thought I would share it. Isn't it better to start the weekend with good news rather than bad? I think so too.

Baby, I've Got Work To Do

When I leave for work in the morning, I always tell Roxy that I'll be back soon. She never responds. I think that's a good thing. She does have several activities that engage her while I am gone. She does arts & crafts in the bathroom. She chases toys in the living room, and chews opens bags in the kitchen. Her new activity is sitting on a trunk in the bedroom looking out at the world. I wonder what she sees.

Night Train to Vancouver

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Turns out that I'm not the only one who's caught the 2010 Vancouver Olympics fever. This morning I heard an informed discussion about Kim Yu-Na's dominance over the rest of her figure skating competitors by some people who don't know the difference between an Axel and a Lutz. And I think the bobsledding video must've hit home, because I was given a tip about Comedy Central's Stephen Colbert's try-out for the bobsled team, which I must admit rivals Matt and Al's luge lesson for laughs. I couldn't look forward to the opening ceremonies any more than I am. Bring it on!

There's A Full Moon On The Rise

I am afraid of the dark. I don't like spiders, and I freely admit to often feeling claustraphobic in elevators and other rooms that lack essential elements -- like windows or clearly marked exits. And now I have to add one more fear to my list -- that my racing suit is going to split while I'm trying to qualify for the 2010 Olympics. Thank God, that the only Olympics that I can ever qualify for is in my rich imagination. I have seen several versions of this video on the Internet, including one that adds farting noise (seems a little too 'on the nose', doesn't it?) and one that includes the uncontrollable giggles of the people standing behind her. I decided this was the most tasteful of the bunch -- yes, I AM using the theory of relativity. This delightful video reminds me of my favorite video of Matt Lauer and Al Roker learning to luge. There should be a link to it here. I think it's because they giggle little little girls all the way down the hill that makes it so funny.