If you knew me

If you knew me, I mean really knew me, this is what you would know. I am obsessed with pink, if it were up to me, I would live in a pepto bismol factory. I go batty over everything girly too. The husband says there is a reason why we never had a girl, I would have scared the child for life, she would wear pink and ruffles and pantaloons and I would curl her hair and paint daisy's on her toe nails. Seriously, I would, and I would have insisted on naming her Daisy or Betty, Lulu (not anymore, as that's what I name my dog) maybe Lola, Penelope, but not Petunia, because even I know that is too much.

Since I do not have a little girl and the HUBS banned any dogie clothes for Lulu, I have to conform with looking at cute stuff for me on the Internet. Oh the HORROR!

Here are a few things I have been obsessing over lately...

OMG! Have you ever seen a more perfect SHOE!

I NEED this done to my NAILS NOW!!!

If I ever DO have a girl, I have to move to TAIWAN, because this is where I will give birth, NO WHERE ELSE!

That's it....you think you know me now? Send me pics of stuff you think I would like...I will post the really good ones, and some of the really BAD ones...BWA-HAHAHA..or better yet, if you're rich, unlike me, send me the STUFF! hahahaaaaa, how would I explain that to the HUBS....um, I have a LOVER and he sends me Hello Kitty stuff and shoes (OMG, he sounds perfect!)

VMA's on my Deathbed

So I have been sick in bed since Friday night, some sort of Flu that basically covered the whole Pepto-Bismol song (nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea) plus the lovely NyQuil slogan: sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, fever, stuffy head. Unfortunately by Sunday at 7pm, the headache was a full blown migraine and I had not had anything to eat since some corn pops that morning. I tried to eat some popcorn, but got sick, and when I got sick I thought my head was going to explode! Then I did the unthinkable, out of shear desperation....I started to cry. I don't know about your house, but everyone goes bananas in mine when I cry. The boys freaked out and then my husband lost his shit. He wanted to take me to the hospital. All I wanted to do was take a shower so I could relax and then watch the VMA's. So, he yelled at me for about 3 minutes straight about my crappy diet and the reason I am sick is because I don't do exercise, and I better start being healthy next week. Oh no, now I've done it, I am going to have to walk or something for a few weeks before he let's it go! I then sent him to CVS for the following:

1. Excedrin Migraine
2. Coca-Cola
3. Ramen Noodle Soup

I was magically cured! I watched the VMA in peace! Here are my observations:

• Britney was looking good (except for those extensions)
• Rhianna is my new hero!
• Pink was the hottest thing ever!
• Loved Christina, but she should not have been wearing the cat suit
• The venue sucked

Everything else was lame and boring, I thought the host was pretty funny, but no one seemed to be laughing.