Friday Faves - Mrs. Potato head, some girls and my OTP.

You guys, life is crazy in our house right now.

We're six days from opening night*, five hour a day rehearsals for the Things start pretty much tomorrow (which means homework begins at about 10:00 p.m.), the sets I'm in charge of aren't done, the new business Husband started a few months ago has been moving offices and he hasn't gotten home until after 2 a.m. for the past three nights (that's not a typo), in a brilliant stroke of planning on my part the Things have had dentist and eye doctor appointments in the middle of the day and the cats have had to go to the vet this week, and yesterday the triangle shaped maintenance light with the exclamation mark in the middle gave me a bright red "ME TOO!" as I started up the car. Oh, and I also offered up my house for the cast party from midnight to two a.m. next weekend. 

I'm not lying when I tell you that yesterday when Thing 2 told me she didn't have any clean undies I went to Target and bought her new ones.  

*In case you missed this post, the Things are both in a community theatre production of The Secret Garden - Thing 2 is Mary Lennox and Thing 1 is Mrs. Winthrop as well as part of the amazing ensemble.  I'm creating the garden. No biggie. 

But I'm not complaining. Really, I'm not. I love the activity and the life in our house, even with all the crazy that comes with it. I'm beyond excited for the big show next week, and fingers crossed that the garden will somehow, miraculously, not only get completed but look decent (photos to come). 

Yet even in all this craziness, I've made sure to carve out time for this. Over the past 10 months YMFT has become my other half, and in all the mayhem that's going on in our lives right now, it's how I unwind. It's my sanity (despite much of what you read...it is). 

Ready for the Friday Favorites?  Keep in mind I'm working on about 5 hours of sleep and am drinking a cup of decaf. That should help explain the following:

Will be adopting this attitude to help me get through the next 10 days.
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Hold on. That image makes me filled with fury and I may hurt myself.

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Okay, that's better. So much better.

1. American Idol -

I swore - swore - I wasn't going to watch this year for a few (or 9) reasons:

a. After Carrie, I have no idol.

b. I cannot tell you who the last 5+ winners were...and I watched those seasons.

c. Randy Jackson has become so damn annoying and tiring to watch and I'm so over him - but mad props for being the center square now, dawg. 

And no, I didn't forget Niki Minaj.
That's her bottom center disguised as Steven Tyler.

d. Keith Urban straightens his hair and is a girl man and just looking at him never fails to irritate me (although I'll have to admit when I was watching he seemed kind of nice...but then I looked as his stupid hair and hated him again).

e. Mariah Carey is simply ridiculous with an opinion of herself that's as overblown as her boobs (which I cannot stop looking at).

f. I cannot stop looking at Mariah Carey's boobs.

g. Niki Minaj is simply ridiculous. But good news! I've found her doppelganger.  

h. I miss Simon so much it hurts.

i. The show is beyond stale and unimaginative and has become a cliche with an overinflated opinion of itself and is simply ridiculous.

But I do still like Ryan. 

Anyway, the other night the Things were busy and Husband was (still) at work and I made a chicken caesar salad and had no one to talk to so I turned on my little kitchen TV and guess what was on?

And damned if I wasn't hoodwinked by all those sob stories about the hard-knock lives that the producers totally exploit to make you watch...and cry. 

Damn you, American Idol. You got me again.

This vertically challenged kid from The GLEE Project will be in the top 10.
Place your bets.

And even though I still hate it and won't tape or watch it again (I'm probably lying) it's in the favorites because for 45 minutes the other night, I sat.

2.  SAG Awards - 

I sort of felt like I let you loyal readers down on Monday when I didn't post a critique recap of the Screen Actors Guild Awards. Even though I had a board meeting at my house Sunday night and didn't get to sit down to watch my taped version until late, I watched. Of course I watched. 

Here's my condensed review:

• No host? No problem! The SAG awards move quickly - no scripted chit chat and obvious jokes, no skewering of seated celebrities, no song and dance routines. Just award after award after award. Wham-Bam-thankyouma'am-leave-a-dollar-on-the-nightstand-and-goodnight. It's simultaneously boring and fabulous. 

• In a surprising turn of events, Nicole Kidman looked flawless.

I totally bet she used her husband's flat iron.
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• My OTP ("One True Pairing" ~ thanks to Thing 1 for the new teen slang) made my night.

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My lord, Jennifer Garner cleans up well.

• Two letters.
Jay. Tee.

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There's no way this ensemble should work, but on him? Totally does.

• Favorites (besides my OTP and JT)? Jennifer Lawrence and Claire Danes (rockin' the scarlet lip),

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• The In Memoriam segment always - always - includes people who I didn't know died and I'm like, "Whitney Houston DIED??"
Some others that surprised me -
Gary Collins
Celeste Holm (jk. Who the hell is Celeste Holm?)
and pretty much the entire cast of Welcome Back Kotter

• Dick Van Dyke.

Oh, I just love him - senility and all - and am so glad he wasn't part of the In Memoriam segment. 

Fingers crossed he makes it past next year's, too.

3. Girls on HBO - 

Will someone please save me from this show?

It's been part of the Favorites list before (100 bonus points if any of you figured that out before I did), but since it's on HBO there hasn't been a new episode in about 132 months. Season 2 started a few weeks ago (I guess. I've lost all track of time) and I watched the first two episodes back to back on HBOGO the other night at about 11 p.m. 

The show is like a Kardashian for me. 

It both disgusts and intrigues me to the point where I cannot stop looking. 

I don't really like any of the characters and pretty much everything they say and do makes me supremely uncomfortable, but I love it. I love it?

Whatever. I can't explain it, but it's a favorite.

So that's gonna do it. 

Wrap this sucker up and tie it with a bow.

I'm gonna go back to the kitchen now to pay another visit to my friend Mr. Keurig and ask for another....but this time with the hard stuff.

Caffeine makes me crazy(er), but methinks this day calls for it.

Oh! Hold on!

One more favorite....

Y*O*U 

(always...but especially if you click on this button and scroll waaaaay down to the upper 50s to vote for me). 

Have a fabulous weekend!