Like Celine says...........

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gg9WZ2PFq-w&feature=related]well, we're here. it took us 5.75hours. we stopped 3 times because i insisted on recreating some of the highlights of celine's performance. specifically, the one-legged air guitar ending in a lifted point-flex, point-flex. the calabasas 76 station got the left to right peace sign across my eyes, as i bobbed my head off beat, front teeth to chin. when i had to pee, and didn't want to use the public restrooms i'd just borrow celine's quick, little, grapevine steps around the car; totally solved the problem. the only time things got awkward was when i held her tyrannosaurus rex (1:17) move? HH and the beasts started barking at me to stop, locked me out of the car, and refused to let me in until i promised to cease my homage to miss dion.i complied. but i must say, the ride was definitely not as fun. hmph. gobble gobble.

Priscilla gets a Time Out

Don't let those inky, kohl eyes fool you!! Pink feathers doth not a lady make. Unfortunately, Priscilla's pre-rescue days surfaced yesterday.Post work, groveling through the front door, crippled from tucking, squeezing, and pelvic flooring my clients into gods and goddesses, I tortuously grinded to my sugary, sweet, day's end dividend: Our Halloween Bowl. Reeses Peanut Butter Cups! Why else do we have the month of October other than for Reeses Peanut Butter Cups? HH and I are, already, on our second bag (damn neighborhood kids???.) But what do I find.............? Not, a "just replenished on Tuesday with two economy sized  Target bags" bowl of candy, but a barren, empty, shiny (do i smell Pledge?), desolate, hollow bowl. What else do i find?Yes. Our little hooker from the streets took our Reese's out the bowl, out of the wrappers, one by one. Almost ladylike. Our other two schmos, Sawyer and Truman, sure as hell wouldn't take the time to remove any packaging, lest it slow down their inhalation. Truman eats Sawyer's vomit for god's sake. But at least the boys know proper house decorum, and judiciously excused themselves from participating in their sister's binge. I know this for a fact for two of the three beasts are quiet and sweet smelling; the third smells and sounds like a frat house. Grrrrrrrrr.P.S. We are aware of the dangers of chocolate poisoning and dogs. We are keeping a vigilant eye on our little, naughty girl. She is showing zero signs of toxicity,  just self-disgust.

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life.....

The better half, my HH, is off away on business. Although the puppies and I miss him desperately when he leaves, we also know it means dance party with mommy!!!! So while he's off slaying dragons, making sure the baby gets formula, us three monkeys will be Lady Gaga'ing the night away complete with glo-sticks and tambourines.