Girls Gone Wild in her future?

Girls Gone Wild in her future?,
originally uploaded by Tacey.

This better be the ONLY picture ever taken of my daughter, at any age, in this particular state of dress: topless and wearing Mardi Gras beads...

The TomKat Crazy Train

OK, I just read this news story about the reported break up of Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. I don't really care whether it's true or not. I normally don't even blog about celebrity news, but this line completely creeped me out:

"The report concludes by saying Cruise will buy Holmes a house nearby so she can visit their child whenever she wants and that the stars will have joint custody."

So that "SHE" can visit?!?!?! This would imply he's keeping primary custody. He, who rides the wacko-couch-jumping-vitamins-can-cure-depression-psychology-is-a-scam-scientology-is-the-true-answer crazy-train!??! I can not smack my forehead enough times to convey my disgust at this possibility. That he has spawned was bad enough... I'm going to go be sick now.

Book, Bonding, and Belly Button

Book, Bonding, and Belly Button,
originally uploaded by Tacey.

She hates to wear onesies now, because it prevents her from locating her belly button at whim, a fascinating new pasttime. She loves reading her favorite books, over and over and over and over (parents of toddlers everywhere are familiar with this OCD behavior). And, of course, she loves her daddy.

Kicking and Screaming (me, not Miss M)

Being the mother of a toddler is going to force me into being a tidier housekeeper. Counters and tables are no longer safe, now that she's mastered the art of walking and gained a little height in the latest growth spurt. In the past week alone, she has pulled down an amazingly broad range of un-toddler-friendly items including (but not limited to): mom's hairbrush, a bottle of Excedr1n Migraine, a travel-size bottle of Auss1e Spray Scrunch, a fluorescent pink highlighter, a plastic tackle box full of screws, nails, and picture hangers (luckily a snapped shut box that rattled loudly and was promptly, nay, immediately taken away from the bandit), a butter knife, a calculator, and a baggie full of chocolate drops. Luckily, due to diligent supervision, none of these items were ingested or used to inflict bodily injury.

But it is tiring, you can't be vigilant EVERY single second. (You can, but it's exhausting.) So, the alternative is to clear off all surfaces accessible to curious little hands. In our house of clutter-bugs, this is a m.a.s.s.i.v.e undertaking. For now, items have been shoved to the very back of counters, hence the normally messy counters look even more atrocious.

So, I begin the onerous task of straightening up and clearing off the horizontal surfaces of our household. Pray for me, that I am not lost in the shuffle!

TV confessional - don't touch that dial

TV is one of the many pervasive addictions in my life. I've already cited LOST, ER, and Desperate Housewives as my top choices. (Did you SEE the LOST promo during the Superbowl? With abject apologies to Robert Palmer... I might as well face it, I'm ADDICTED to LOST! That spot was awesome.) (Another superbowl commercial tangent, l.o.v.ed. the "Priceless" MasterCard MacGyver spot. My husband asserted that it was not really the same actor as from the original TV series, to which I responded, "are you sure? 'cause that really did look just like him!" But he seemed certain. However, googling today yielded that I WAS RIGHT, it WAS Richard Dean Anderson in all his super-handy-too-cool-for-school glory! Proof and more goodies at http://priceless.com/film/worldpremiere.html).

My newest guilty pleasure? Grey's Anatomy. I overheard a couple of coworkers discussing this show, and thought I'd give it a try, seeing as it's on right after Dire HausFraus. Now I'm hooked. Can I sadly tell you that I'm actually excited that Season One will be released on DVD tomorrow. Even though it's only a partial season, like 9 eps maybe. L.O.S.E.R. That's me. I have yet to try http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/ for recaps of GA, only because, if they are there, I'll waste HOURS reading them all. I love that site. Great for catching up on plot lines when you miss an episode.

I used to LOVE to watch Law & Order reruns, but I got burned out on them around the time I was pregnant, too much murder and darkness for my hormone-riddled self. I also enjoyed forensic type shows, from CSI to the real stuff on Court TV and the History channel. But I had to stop watching them when I started having night terrors about coming home to find my husband bleeding a corpse in the bathtub or about digging up bodies in our backyard. My mind hangs onto that stuff, for some reason. I also had to give up horror films, which I used to LOVE in my teens and twenties, same reason, outta control sitting-up-in-bed-and-screaming-in-my-sleep night terrors.

And I must confess to occasionally watching what I like to call "filler" TV. You know, when there's really nothing on, but you flip through all the channels and land on something that you normally wouldn't go out of your way to watch, but since there's nothing else on... My filler shows include things like: reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond, miscellaneous room redesign shows on TLC or STYLE or HGTV, and old 80's brat pack movies that I've seen a gazillion times. Will you admit to any "filler" TV shows?