Skimmy

Well Karma is a cat hating bitch.

I make jokes about Big G and he takes my baby to kitty heaven.
Lets have a moment of silence for my big fat baby boy who was put to sleep this morning.

I think Stephanie put it best:

"He’s in kitty heaven, probably stealing lunch meat from all the other cats."

Silly Ham Lover!

This post is dedicated to the 25 pound furball who thought he was a dog.

Charlie "Skimmy" Murphy

Amen

Generally I consider myself to be more of a spiritual person than a religous one.
But there are days that come around and truly make me believe in a higher power, the big guy: God.

Take an ordinary Saturday.
Sure, there were things involved in this particular Saturday that I was already thankful for:
no hangover after a night out with BARS
lunch at Z Tejas involving my favorite salad and one of my favorite people
a new purse on my arm
a burgundy cardigan making its first rotation into my wardrobe

BUT just when I thought the weather was a bit too cold and the day was one I would only call an Ordinary Spring Saturday (is February considered Spring?)...

BAM A DOODLE! *
(glorious angels singing and the faint sounds of bells)
This Glorious Creature and perfect sunlight was sent forth for Stephanie and I!

Just standing there in front of the Anthropolgie store like a sexy man mirage.

If this (and wine) isn't an act of Big G telling us that he loves us and wants us to be happy...I don't know what is.
It was enough for me to get out of bed on Sunday morning and think about going to church. Now go forth and spread the word.

Peace be with you.

And with you, sexy unnamed hottie in the torn jeans and white tshirt.

*goes along with "wang a doodle" and is dedicated Stephanie.

It's Back...

Yes...I have been avoiding the blog sine the SB incident of 2009.*

I couldn't think of anything witty enough to over shadow the loss and make you forget that I had even brought it up.

But, alas, football season has come to an end and I have to find another obsession for Sundays.

Well that problem was easily solved:

The return of "JOAQUIN SUNDAY"

I did some research last night because I feel like the Joaquin selection at TMH is lacking, but as it turns out...its really not.

He just hasn't had anything new in a while.

Well, besides the recent oddity that he calls "rapping".

I won't lie to you, I would much rather spend my Sundays looking at the Joaquin that smokes a cigarette and looks like this:

Then the newly developed Joaquin that smokes a cigarette and looks like this:

Not a hard decision.

Joaquin, if you are reading this, I'd like to ask you to come back!

I'd even take the creepy sister lover you play in Gladiator over this mess. It's not even a hot mess. Just a mess. Ick. Clean it up. Please. I don't want to have to turn "Joaquin Sunday" into "Joaquin google image search for a quick pick me up before I find a new actor to devote an entire movie afternoon to".