We're sitting on the courch watching American Idol and talking about the Ford commercials.

M: They're best when it's the top three ... except when there's one of those weird songs. The studio people are all "We wrote it just for you!!" ... Yeah, like LAST WEEK??

Me: *whooping with laughter* Oh ... wow ... *laughs more*

M: It was that funny?

Me: It was snarkalicious. Wow.

In other news, the kiddos are getting another cold. I say "getting" since Zo's gotten a juicy runny nose and a congestion-cough, while Bruce hasn't. But he most likely will.
This is a change of pace, since usually Bruce catches it quickly, passes it onto Zo-zo and it over it about a week faster than she is. It's completely possible that he won't catch it at all, since they're still nursing and I'm cuddling my poor baby-girl a lot (therefore breathing in her pestilence).

I'm now stalking Joshilyn Jackson via MySpace. Since she's so dang cool.
She likes StrongBad emails, animals, Joss Whedon ... she has adorable children (I love reading in her blog about Maisy's observations. SO funny!) ... and she's a dang good writer!
Her books aren't always the most happy-go-lucky (especially gods in Alabama), but they're GOOD. Even with Arlene's profanity in gods. ^_^

(Yeah, if there are more than three f-bombs, you'd better have a dang good plot or I'm outta there. But I much more prefer to read profanity then to hear it. I can edit it out so much more easily that way. Dunno why.)

Oh! And Joshilyn has SUCH a sweet Southern accent. Adorable lady. And she helped me find some other great books, since she interviews other authors on her blog pretty often. (I really, really like Shanna Swendon's novels. Enchanted, Inc. is sooooo funny!! ... Of course, I nearly wet myself at a couple of scenes in gods as well [like where Burr meets Arlene's family! Oh! My stomach starts to hurt just remembering the giggles I erupted into!])

Yes, my social life has dissolved/metamophisised into reading blogs of people I don't know in real life ... and feeling like maybe I could be this person's friend ... oh, if only I were about ten to the three-thousand power cooler!

Aside: I had a strange dream last night. I dreamt that I was helping Michael and my mom and various, various other people (like the guys from This Old House) fix up a house. And somehow I cut the tip of my index finger of my left hand so that it wasn't really attatched. It wasn't bleeding a ton, I tried to reattatch it ... but it wasn't going to stay and I kept wondering if I was going to lose that part of my finger. And everyone else was all "Oh, put a band-aid on it. It'll be fine. We've got work to do." And I didn't know where a hospital was or if my grandmother's insurance plan would cover this (Why, in my dream, I didn't have my own in-real-life insurance, I have NO IDEA).

I don't know what's up that my subconcious is giving me funked-out, wacky dreams such as this ... but there you go.

But to close this up, in the most round-about way possible ... my husband is hil.ar.ious. And I lob him vair, vair mooch.

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My mood right now is:

Ketchup ... I mean, CATCH UP... - 2007-05-08
Zoë's first stint as a heartbreaker. - 2007-04-23
Crazy weekend, but the vacuum's fix and the computer's not being a pain in the heinie ... - 2007-04-15
Joss likes me!! - 2007-04-09
Six-legged Freaks ... and Scout-stuff ... and more stuff... - 2007-04-04

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