Ye heavens above, it's been a tough few weeks. To bring you up to date in the shortest time possible. Mum's back went again so she was back to upstairs house arrest for a fortnight. I did thing when someone asks if I can squeeze in one more foster cat where I think 'no I am swamped at the moment ' and open my mouth to find 'yes' comes out. Anyhow Mum has now seen the neurosurgeon and we are on the right track so fingers crossed.
Tiredness and forbidden wheat can lead to ridiculous mood swings, be thankful I haven't blogged them as they go like this
<emo> No-one loves me. Everyone else's life is perfect. I'm going to die a spinster and be eaten by my cats. I'm fat. I'm ugly. Radiohead sounds like party music right now. Me me me me me. emo>
Then I watch Diagnosis Murder and snap out of it.
So some eclectic musings from recent days.
If Madonna and Justin Timberlake only have 4 minutes to save the world shouldn't they be doing something more productive than dancing on the supermarket checkout?
I didn't watch much of 'I'd Do Anything' but did see the paper bits about winner Jodie being considered too big by some. You may have seen it in the paper it was a few pages after Cheryl Cole is too thin, Fern Britton is great for losing weight, Princess Beatrice is too fat, Madonna is too muscular, Sarah Harding is too thing, Fern Britton is a cheat for having a gastric band, Kirstie Alley is too fat....you get the picture
Back to Jodie, I am sure she will be fit enough to play the part. My query is not only her physique but also her look to play Nancy - it will have to be one hell of a Bill Sykes to dominate her. Jodie currently looks like she could belt Bill to next week.
My big fear is after a series where girls competed for Marie in The Sound of Music, one where boys compete for the role of Joseph and now the Olivers....will the next show be *gulp* looking for a new Annie.
Please for the love of entertainment no. Jazz handed stage brats singing 'Tomorrow'....I couldn't take it.
I'm too lazy to put links in...bad, bad blogger.
I was going to ask today how Mum was getting on. My best to her.
Mood swings, ah divine mood swings. We all get 'em and they're always 'orrible. My female side (with which I am in touch) tells me that I should be sympathetic and seek to validate your right to these feelings and then offer you chocolate. My male side, however, seeks to reassure you that you are, in fact, seriously "hot" and if there isn't a queue of eligible guys at your door then there bloody should be! And if you have any Radiohead in the house then you should burn it.
Elder Daughter got into "I'd Do Anything" so I ended up watching it as I know all the songs from "Oliver". Jodie was my favourite from the start just because she was the most likeable of the girls by a country mile. She seems a good enough actress to feign intimidation. And if the next show is for "Annie" then I shall hide in my new shed while it's on. Or walk the dogs. Or clean the toilets. Or saw off my own legs - anything would be more fun. Apart from listening to Radiohead. Actually I'd have to sit down and think about that one.
Posted by: Steg | 04 June 2008 at 11:15 AM
Great post! I got lots of chuckles :) Especially looking for a new Annie!
Posted by: Tonya @ A Day in the Life of a MaMa | 09 June 2008 at 03:19 PM
I think it is seriously unlikely that you will be eaten by your cats. If they are anything like ours, they will sit beside your decomposing body, yowling piteously because they don't have opposable thumbs and can't open the tin of their preferred food on their own.
I'm with Steg on the Annie/Radiohead debate, though.
Posted by: Ally | 21 June 2008 at 09:27 PM