Pickle pictures for your pleasure

As promised, here are pictures from my pickle making experiment:


Here are the pickles after an overnight soak in salt and ice:



Here is the brine:



Taking a brine bath:



Processing in a water bath:



Ta daaaa!



Derrick lived up to his word and tried one. Just one.

Down the hatch!



Chewing, chewing...



Milk! Where's the milk?



He did say it was ok, that it was better than any other pickle he's had, although still not "good". Whatever.

I just talked to my mom who wanted the know the recipe for the super awesome patriotic jello pictured below. So I will post it for her, and also for anyone else who wants it. She now knows about my blog (although I thought I told her about it before), so I guess I can't talk about her anymore. JUST KIDDING, MOM! I never talked about you. But welcome to the Wet Donkey. :)

Red, White, and Blue Salad

1 pkg (3 oz) berry blue gelatin
2 cups boiling water, divided
2 1/2 cups cold water, divided
1 cup fresh blueberries
1 envelope unflavored gelatin
1 cup whipping cream
6 tablespoons sugar
2 cups (16 oz) sour cream
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 pkg (3 oz) raspberry gelatin
1 cup fresh raspberries
Whipped topping and additional berries (for garnish)

In a bowl, dissolve berry blue gelatin in 1 cup boiling water; stir in 1 cup cold water. Add blueberries. Pour into a 3 qt. serving bowl (trifle dish). Refrigerate until firm, about 1 hour.

Meanwhile, in a saucepan, sprinkle unflavored gelatin over 1/2 cup cold water; let stand for 1 minute. Add the cream and sugar; cook and stir over low heat until gelatin and sugar are completely dissolved. Cool to room temperature. Whisk in sour cream and vanilla. Spoon over the blue layer. Refrigerate until firm.

In a bowl, dissolve raspberry gelatin in remaining hot water (1 cup); stir in remaining cold water (1 cup). Add raspberries. Spoon over cream layer. Chill until set. Garnish with whipped topping and additional berries.

Yield: 14-16 servings

There you have it. I used frozen berries, mostly b/c I couldn't find good fresh raspberries at Wal-Mart and mostly b/c the blueberries I did find were just too expensive.

So I made it through my solo tonight. It was painful, but oh well. I fit into my dress (barely), so at least that was a success. It was a really good night. Good speakers (shout out to Whitney!), good decorations, the girl that planned it did a really good job.

Not much else going on. Oh, turned on the air conditioning today. Allergies are MUCH better because of it. I have been waking up in the middle of the night b/c I can't breathe. My nostrils are completely blocked. I'm sure I've picked my nose in my sleep more often than I remember. Ew. Sorry for the visual.

4th time's a charm

Pay stub in hand, I headed back to the DMV to try yet again to get this dreaded WI license. It was eerily quiet in the building, and although I had to wait in line to get a number for a few minutes, things went relatively smoothly. The lady looked through my documents. Pay stub....ok. Birth certificate....ok. Social Security Card....ok. Old license.....ok. I got my number, which was immediatly called and headed to counter #2. They lady took my stuff and as I got out my checkbook to pay the $18 I realized I had used my last check on Sunday to write a check. CRAP. So I tell the lady I need to use the ATM machine, which is conveniently in the waiting room, and go get some cash. She didn't seem to happy about this, but then, I don't think she was happy about anything. She took my papers and had me sign something then sent me off to have my picture taken. She gave me a "receipt", which will serve as my license for the next 10 days until my official one is mailed to me. Hopefully I don't need to prove my ID in the next 10 days, as it says in large print on this receipt, "DOES NOT PROVE IDENTIFICATION". Great, so what exactly does it prove? Anyway, I was in and out in about 15 minutes and I didn't have to swear. Good times.

Check out the super awesome Jello thingie I made for Memorial Day. It looked pretty cool, although it didn't taste as good as it looked. (In my opinion.)



I then went on a hunt for Mason jars, which I found at Goodwill. They have really cute pink plaid lids. Score. I thouroughly scrubbed and sanitized them, don't worry. My pickles will be perfect in their new pristine place. :) They are currently in stage one of their pickling process: cut up with onions, tossed with kosher salt and ice cubes, and hanging out in the fridge. Tomorrow they get cooked with all sorts of goodies and then canned. Something I've never tried, and something I hope I don't screw up. I'll save some in a tupperware, just in case, so I'll at least have some to eat when they're done (another 24 hours after cooking). Derrick says he'll try one of mine, which is a momentous occassion, and one where pictures must be taken to prove it really happened. Pickles are my passion, and it pains me that their presence in our palace plagues him so. :)

Is anyone watching the show On the Lot? I actually like it. Maybe I like watching the mini movies they make. It's pretty neat, I might actually vote next week. We'll see.

I woke up to the doorbell ringing this morning. At 10:45. Yes, I was still asleep at that hour. I know you're jealous. I thought it was the maintenance man coming to fix our sink stopper. So I threw on some jeans and a t-shirt and ran downstairs to get the door and saw my visiting teacher and her kids. Crap. I forgot. Whoops. We had a nice little visit, and her kids looked sorta bored so I pulled out the only kid friendly stuff I have, Barrel of Monkeys, Colorforms, and crayons and paper, and gave it to them. They dump EVERYTHING out on my living room floor, walk all over the boxes, breaking them AND crayons in the process, and start playing. I'm okay with this really, so long as they're not doing any real damage. Although I am a little peeved that they broke crayons. I love my crayons. But I remind myself they're just crayons, and forget about it. We reach the end of the lesson and the gathers her kids and leaves. SHE LEFT THIS HUGE MESS ON MY LIVING ROOM FLOOR. Really, I don't know what she was thinking when she saw it. That I wouldn't mind cleaning it up? That her kids are too little to clean it up? (They're not) That it's my fault b/c I got the stuff out? I don't really know. She probably didn't even give it a second thought. Still, I was annoyed, and I wrote a note in my mental "When I'm a Parent" book: My kids will clean up after themselves at other people's homes. Sheesh.

Tomorrow night is YW Standards Night on modesty. Somehow I got roped into singing, solo, a song from Shrek. I hate singing, especially by myself. Why? Because I CAN'T sing. Seriously. I hate singing in choirs, quartets, whatever. I don't even get music to sing along to, which is even worse. Really, I feel sorry for the audience. Yikes. At least I get to wear my wedding dress, which will be fun. I'm just hoping I fit into it....

Happy Memorial Day!

I think the most miraculous part of today is that I didn't cry once. Well, yet at least. Hopefully everyone remembered just why we didn't have to go to work or school today....

iTunes Shuffle Quiz

Can you tell I'm bored tonite?

Directions: use the shuffle function on your music player and see what you come up with in answer to the following questions.

How does the world see you?
Steady as She Goes - The Raconteurs

Will I have a happy life?
Do It Any Way You Wanna - People's Choice

What do my friends really think of me?
Invincible - Pat Benetar (ha!)

Do people secretly lust after me?
Love's In Our Heart on Christmas Day - 'NSync

How can I make myself happy?
Facts of Life Theme Song

What should I do with my life?
Stayin' Alive - Bee Gees

Will I ever have children?
Love Shack - B-52's (hahahahahaha)

What is some good advice for me?
O Lord, Is It Mine? - Supertramp

How will I be remembered?
Lollipop - Mika

What is my signature dancing song?
Drowning - Backstreet Boys (not so much...)

What do I think my current theme song is?
Embers and Envelopes - Mae

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Believe Me Natalie - The Killers

What song will play at my funeral?
Down For You - Ashanti

What type of men/women do you like?
Summer Love - Justin Timberlake (flings??? yes, please!)

What is my day going to be like?
The Trouble With Love Is - Kelly Clarkson (uh-oh...)

Music

Albums I want:

"It Won't Be Soon Before Long", Maroon 5



"Boys Like Girls", Boys Like Girls



"The Sun and the Moon", The Bravery



"The Boy With No Name", Travis


"Carnavas", Silversun Pickups



Blake Lewis' EP. I did just buy "You give love a bad name" off of iTunes. Love it!



Albums I could listen to over and over and over and over again:

"Static and Silence", The Sundays



"Hopes and Fears", Keane



"Under the Iron Sea", Keane



"Is This It?", The Strokes



"Songs About Jane", Maroon 5



"20th Century Masters-The Millenium Collection: The Best of ABBA", ABBA


"When the Pawn", Fiona Apple

Fixed...hopefully!

Not sure what happened to the pictures in the post below. They showed up on my screen. I tried posting them thru Picasa...perhaps I proclaimed my love too soon....

Picasa+me=true love

I am completely in love and addicted to Picasa. I tried using it when I first started The Wet Donkey but it was pretty confusing. I gave it another try and wowza! It's love at second sight. Really, I owe it all to Amy and her collages which inspired me to give it another go.

She's crafty, she gets around

Yesterday we went up to Port Washington. Since we've never been there and Derrick only had a half day of work and the weather was decent so we decided to go. It's a pretty neat town. The weather was beautiful and we just walked around for a bit, and I took a bunch of pictures. I wish I was a better photographer. I wish I had a better camera. I wish a lot of things. Still, it was fun to just goof around. Here are some pics that I liked.








We stopped at Bayshore on the way home, b/c Derrick had to get fitted for a tux for a wedding next month. His best friend and his ex-girlfriend. Interesting situation. Oh, soaps at Bath and Body Works are 5 for 10!!! Time to stock up! They have new flavors-Pineapple, Peach...they smell yummy and I can't wait to use them!

Last night Derrick fell asleep at like 9, and I decided I would start sewing the apron I bought fabric for the other day. It's not perfect, far from it, actually, but it LOOKS like an apron, which I'm pretty stoked about. Check it out:



Not bad...right? Next I should start on the T-Shirt quilt that I've been wanting to make. We have a ton of old T-Shirts that the pack rat in my can't throw out. I can't help it, I attached emotions and memories to stupid things like T-Shirts. So I decided to make a quilt out of all of them, and then we can keep them and use them. I'm very nervous about making this, as this will be the biggest sewing endeavor I have yet to attempt. Yikes!

I found a new blog,
Passive Aggressive Notes. It's pretty funny. I wish I had known about this site when I was working at HK. I saw my fair share of passive aggressive notes around that office!

Okie dokie smokie...I think we're headed to see TMNT at the dollar theater. I figure it's worth a couple bucks, right? I saw the original in the theater 4 times when I was in 5th grade. Love them turtles!

Friday!

It cooled off A LOT overnight. Which I am okay with. It reached a max temp in our apartment last night of 84. When it's that hot, you just feel like a slug. I actually don't mind running errands b/c I get to use the A/C in my car. But now it's only in the 50's outside, and our apartment is cool as a cucumber.

Speaking of cucumbers, one of the many projects I want to do this summer is make pickles. I'm sure Derrick, The Pickle's #1 arch enemy, will try to sabatoge me and throw them away. I'm thinking bread and butter pickles...mmmmmm.

So get this: I have been calling the Jerry Springer air date hotline every Friday since we went to the taping. Every week it says ours isn't airing yet. Well, IT AIRED LAST THURSDAY WHILE I WAS IN TEXAS!!!! Lindsey caught like the last 10 minutes, but you don't see us or anything. I can't believe it. When I called, it said that the 6pm taping from the day we went would air, but we were at 1:15, so I didn't think it was us. Sounds logical, right??? Guess I was wrong. So sad! Probably a good thing, now that I think about it. I'm not so sure I would want my grandma to watch Jerry Springer just to see me.

This past Sunday Derrick was called as the Executive Secretary for our ward. Now people come up to me and tell me "Congratulations!" Um...thanks? It's not like he won an election or anything. More like he drew the shortest straw. Just kidding! Still, is a calling something worthy of a Congratulations? Even better, it's always followed with "Is he excited?" Um....no? Is anyone really ever excited for a new calling? Except maybe hymn book coordinator? It's really a loaded question. If you say yes, you look like a complete dork. If you say no, you look like an ungrateful, unrighteous tool. Sometimes church members are weird. Myself included, I suppose.

Well, Derrick has a half day and we're going to go find something fun to do. I have no idea what....but I'm sure we'll find something! Happy Friday!

DMV, Take 2

I went back to the DMV today, Northwestern Mutual statement and my lease in hand. Are either accepted? Nooooo.

Incompetent DMV employee: Anyone can print out a lease online. And you need a statement that shows some activity in Wisconsin. You know, like you need to buy groceries at a Pick N Save or something. Not just something with deposits and withdrawals.
Me: Yeah, like buying groceries in Wisconsin means I live here.
Incompetent DMV employee: Ma'am, here's a list of doc--
Me: I HAVE 3 COPIES OF THAT LIST. I DON'T NEED ANOTHER ONE.
Incompetent DMV employee: Well then you should know what you need to bring.
Me: OH MY HELL!!!! DAMMIT!! (And I really did say that. Along with other 4 letter words. I REALLY need to repent today.) I storm out.

I go to the bank. They print out copies of my statements, AND she types out a letter stating I have accounts with my bank and my address and the printouts were provided by them and she attached a business card. I take it back to the DMV.

Me: Here's my bank statements, AND a letter verifying them.
Different incompetent DMV employee: Weren't you just in here? Why are we revisiting this?
Me: This is my bank statement.
Different incompetent DMV employee: We can't take that. It has to be mailed to you.
Me: This is ridiculous.

I then go talk to the supervisor who tells me the same thing.

Supervisor: Do you have a paystub?
Me: No, I don't have a job.
Supervisor: (Looks confused) Well then how do you pay for yourself?
Me: I HAVE A HUSBAND.
Supervisor: Oh, he pays all your bills?
Me: YES!
Supervisor: So you're a stay at home mom?
Me: Sure. Yes.
Supervisor: Well, you're going to have to figure something out.

I storm out.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE DAMN STATE? I JUST WANT A FREAKING LICENSE. I mean honestly, it's 2007, we are in the middle of the electronic age, GET WITH THE TIMES!!!

I was sooooo ticked off after that I went to the only place I knew would cheer me up. Wal-Mart. I did some mild retail therapy, and now I'm watching A Lot Like Love, which will no doubt cheer me up some more.

Today, I really hate Wisconsin.

Fish!

So....what do you think? Like the new digs? Thanks to Antony for helping me out!

Ok, ok, so Jordin won. I knew she would. Still, Blake is awesome, and you cannot tell me that his little duet with Doug E. Fresh was not the pimpest thing you have ever seen. It was awesome. He'll get a sweet deal no matter what.

So, I have been feeling sluggish and gross, so I decided to get back to the gym. I weighed myself before I ran and could not believe my eyes. I have gained 5 pounds. In a week! I told you all we did was eat in Texas!!! I seriously need to detox. Only eat lettuce and water for the next month. Ugh. Derrick is still sickly. He can't really eat anything of substance. I made chicken noodle soup for him Monday night and it's all he can handle. He's not throwing up. It's the other end that's the problem. TMI, I'm sure. If it doesn't ease up tomorrow I think I'll make him go in. Nothing more fun than than pooping in a plastic cup!

Did I leave you hanging about my $164 ticket? Last Friday I was on my way to meet Derrick at Noodles (YUM!) around 5:00 pm. The on ramp to US 45 S was backed up like crazy, so I made a U Turn at the light and hopped on going south where there was no line. I actually followed a guy who did the exact same thing I did. Well, a cop pulls out behind me, and when my lane light changed to green, he turned on his lights and pulled me over. Our conversation went a little something like this:

Officer: Do you have any idea why I pulled you over?
Me: Absolutely no idea. (I lied, I knew it was the U-Turn. My friend Whitney got a ticket doing this exact same thing a few months ago.)
Officer: Do you remember what you just did back there?
Me: Uh....made a U-Turn?
Officer: Yep. That's illegal.
Me: But there was no sign.
Officer: There doesn't have to be a sign. U-Turns at controlled intersections are illegal.
Me: Well that's retarded. (Ok, I didn't really say that, but I wanted to.) I didn't know that. I just moved here.

He then asks for my license, which I realize is still in my jeans from when I went out to Leff's the night before. Yikes. He asks if my address is current and I say yes and he walks off. I then realize I have a Utah license, but thought he was asking about my registration. He comes back and...

Officer: Says here you don't have a license. How come you never got a license??
Me: I have a Utah license.

He leaves again, and is gone for awhile. In my rearview I watch him pull out forms and hope to Buddha that he's just going to give me a warning.

Officer: Here's a ticket for $164.30 (30 cents?? WTF?) Your court date is June 5th. 3 points on your license. (3 points???? For making a U-Turn? Bastards.)
Me: Really, I didn't know. (Me, going to hell.) I haven't lived here that long, and I've lived in 15 other states and it's never been illegal in any of them.
Officer: Well, you need to learn the laws. Go online and read them. (At this point I should have told him to kiss my ass, I don't have internet.)
Me: The guy in front of my did the exact same thing!
Officer: Ma'am, it's unsafe to make a U-Turn in a controlled intersection.
Me: Whatever.
Officer: You need to get a Wisconsin driver's license. Drive safely.
Me: Suck it. (Ok, again, not really, but I wanted to)

By this point I'm on the phone with Derrick and crying my eyes out that I got this stupid ticket. So lame. I mean really, how is that logical? Unsafe in a CONTROLLED intersection? Don't you think it would be more safe than in an UNcontrolled intersection? I know I really don't have much of a case here, but still. $164 is steep for a U-Turn. And 3 points? Please. Now I have to go to traffic court and hope the judge takes my points off and just lets me pay the fine.

Fast Forward to last Wednesday. I go to the DMV to finally get this damn Wisconsin license I've been bugged so much about. I get all the papers I need, print out a copy of my energy bill, find my birth certificate, all that crap. I wait at the DMV with psychopaths for an HOUR. I finally get called, and they tell me my print out can't be accepted. I argue with the lady for awhile about how it's my bill, all my bills are online, I don't get any paper bills, and this is a legit bill. She says I have to take it up with her supervisor. Bring it on.

Me: This is my energy bill.
Supervisor: We can't take printouts.
Me: Why not?
Supervisor: Because.
Me: Well, I get all of my bills online. This is my bill. That's my name. That's my address. That's how much I owe We-Energies. THIS IS MY BILL.
Supervisor: Hands me a piece of paper listing what is acceptable. It says "Utility bill: gas, water, electric, land-line telephone"
Me: This is my gas AND electric bill. THIS IS MY ENERGY BILL!!!
Supervisor: We can't take printouts.
Me: Show me where it says on this paper YOU JUST GAVE ME that you can't take printouts.
Supervisor: We can't list every rule on there.
Me: Well then you can't enforce it! It's not stated anywhere! Look, here's my bill, give me my license, and let's get out of here. Make it happen, you can do it.
Supervisor: Go ahead, make it happen. Get out of here.
Me: F*** you. (OK FINE! I didn't really say that. At least I don't think I did. But you better belive I was thinking it in my head.)

I grabbed all my stuff and stormed out. I hate the DMV. I'm going to try again tomorrow. I heard you can use your lease, so I'll take that, and some other mail I scrapped up. I WILL stab someone in the throat with a pen on a chain if I don't get my license tomorrow.

Fine!

A bit of history:

Every year we go to California with Derrick's family and rent a beach house on Newport Beach. It's the perfect vacation for me, b/c I get to sleep in as late as I want, then go out and lay in the sun. Then we eat and play at night. Perfect. It's also the perfect time to read and chat and all that stuff. So I usually bring lots of girly magazines, which my older sisters in law like to read. So 2 years ago, when we had just moved here, I decided to just check some good ones out at the library and take those. Which I did. Well, I didn't know they were only 7 day rentals. The librarian didn't tell me. I didn't ask, b/c the library in Provo let you keep them for a month. Well, to make a long story less long, I now have a SIXTY DOLLAR fine. Sixty dollars. Like I have sixty bucks to blow on a library fine. Especially not since I have a $164 TICKET to pay. That's another story, just a minute. So anyway, I have been wanting to read some good books lately, so I decided to see if I could clear this whole fine business up. I went into the library today and talked to the lady who said I need to talk to the director who is currently out on vacation but she doubts he'll do anything about it since they give you this itty bitty receipt that they shove in your book when you check them out. Please. I haven't gotten any notices about this fine, so I figure they don't need it that badly, right? Why not just forget about it altogether? Sheesh. On top of that, my library card is expired. ALL I WANT TO DO IS READ A FREAKING BOOK! I bought "Deception Point" by Dan Brown at the airport before we left for Texas. I started reading it before we left, and finished it as we landed back in Milwaukee. It was pretty good, a really fast read. Very interesting. But now I need another one. Any suggestions? Sam? You're a bookie, you must have something good for me to read, right???

Ok....working on a surprise....catch you later!

BEWARE: LONG POST AHEAD

It has come to my attention that I have not blogged recently. Apparently I have more readers than I thought! Who would have thought people are interested in the mundane details of my life? They are probably like me, and just nosey for any information about other people. I will be the first to admit I am super nosey. Derrick will be the second to tell you. I poke in people's cabinets and cupboards. I like to know what's going on. I ask about people's lives. I hope I don't offend anyone. I never mind when people ask me things, even personal things. I just figure if I ask someone a question they don't want to answer they'll tell me so, or I'll pick up on it and switch subjects. So anyway, if you feel I'm being nosy, just tell me!

Let's see....where to start...

School: Is now officially over. Hooray! All grades posted. 3 A's. 4.0 baby. Tuesday after our last final we went out for Lindsey's birthday and then met up with the rest of the nursing school crew at Brother's downtown. Crazy drunk nurses. It's quite hilarious to watch, really. I became best friends with people I hadn't talked to all semester. A random guy bought me a tequila shot, which I graciously passed to my friend. My friend dropped his drink on my foot which filled my shoe with beer. Here are some random shots:









Good times.

Next item of business: Our trip to Texas. Tons 'o' fun. All we did is eat. I think our bodies were punishing us b/c Monday Derrick was sick all day, and I got sick in the middle of the night. Did you know Pepto Bismul makes your poop black? Interesting...Thursday we went to San Antonio and went to the marketplace where I got a tortilla warmer and a flat cast iron skillet for making tortillas. It's my goal this summer to really learn how to make tortillas...hopefully as good as my mom makes them. It's really quite shameful that I can't make them like a proper Mexican should. Everyone is always surprised to learn that I'm half Mexican...but the people in the following pictures are all my relatives. Direcr aunts and uncles and grandparents and cousins. And then there's me...the white girl. Ha. Anyway, I love San Antonio. There's this incredible restaurant that we always used to eat at called Mi Tierra, and they have this amazing bakery with Mexican pastries. I got a candied sweet potato which was soooo yummy, and pink coconut cakes and peach pastries. Oh so good. Then we went down to the Riverwalk. We took the river cruise tour, which was really fun too. And of course, we went to the Alamo. Remember the Alamo! That was pretty neat, too. I looked for the basement, but I couldn't find it. Or PeeWee. :)







Yes, that is bird CACA on my shirt.






After we got back from San Antonio, we picked up the grandparents and headed out to the Bingo hall. They loooove their Bingo. And so do I. We didn't win anything, but it was still fun.



Not sure I'm diggin how see-thru this shirt is.


Friday I showed Derrick around San Marcos, where I was born (and where we were staying) which took about 5 minutes. Then we went to Kohl's the next town over (of course) and then we went to the Outlet Malls. Friday night all of my family came over and we had a huge barbecue. My uncle Bobby made these delicious fajitas, as well as chicken and sausage. I made guac and deviled eggs and we had mexican rice tons of other food. It was soooo good.

My aunts and uncles:


My cousins:


My cousins' kids (my 2nd cousins??):


My grandparents:


Saturday we floated down the San Marcos River, which is really pretty and home to a lot of endangered species. You rent a tube from the Lion's Club and then they shuttle you back to your car. Pretty sweet.



After that, we went to Lockhart, a few miles away, which has the BEST barbecue place, ever. Kruez's. Seriously, I've never had meat as good as they have there. And Big Red to wash it all down. It's one of my most favoritest places to eat. Speaking of places to eat, we did hit up the Jack in the Crack once, and Sonic twice. Yum.

Look at all that greasy meat. Mmmmmm....


Big Red!


Wildflowers on the side of the road.


Then it was off to Austin. We took a tour of the Capitol Building, which was pretty cool, and then walked around UT for awhile. Texans are proud to be Texans, which you can tell by some of these pictures. And everything's bigger. The Texas Capitol's dome is taller than any other...even DC.







Saturday night we just hung out and watched a movie. The Departed. I had heard amazing things about this movie, so I was excited to see it. It was good, but dang! So many shootings in the head! I felt like I needed to watch a happy movie afterwards, like Finding Nemo, to make me feel better. Crazy Oscar movies.

Then we left on Sunday. So sad. The weather was perfect, the food was great, it was a lot of fun to see my family and have Derrick meet them all. Of course, they all loved him b/c he can speak fluent Spanish. I really need to learn....

Next up: American Idol

I voted for Blake for a full 45 minutes tonite. He didn't do so great on the last song, but who cares. He's a pimp, and I love him. He'll sell records and do great no matter what. I never was a huge Jordin fan, but I know she'll win. Freak man, she gets the black AND the white vote!

Well, there is much more to blog about, but I'm sure this is long enough for one. IF you've made it this far, you are to be applauded, and maybe somewhat ashamed of yourself. My husband complains I don't see him enough (although I see him sleep plently on the sofa from 7-11 pm every night....) so I should go to bed and keep him company. Ew, not like that. Stop it.