I'm stuck in my husband's office with the TV behind me today (cleaning lady's day here so I got banished from my usual spot upstairs), Anybody watching live? I'm sort of, kind of, but can't watch and type at the same time.
Anyway, we're at the WOTY event and everyone looks wonderful all dressed up. Some Michael and Rex stuff about the BIG SECRET and John, M&M in a close, warm moment, Rex telling Lindsay that she looks hot, Bo agrees, talk of Jen.
Ack, Marty and Cole. And then John with some random guy talking about Spencer's murder. Oh, he's a cop that was on duty that night. For some reason, he doesn't want to help John, but then reluctantly agrees to. John asks him if he saw this person there that night.
Roxy, Jared and Nash at Roxy's salon, two more day players arrive for the big game. This doesn't bode well, lol. Nash is going to lose his shirt, not that THAT would be so awful, heh, heh.
Oh, and Starr and Blair discuss the T&B thing, how it doesn't really work all the time. She says she loves him very much, probably always will, just can't live with him.
Good choice, Shelly. I'm stuck down here, starving, can't get into my kitchen and I haven't eaten all day. Maria works all over the house at the same time. I should have learned by now, but nooooo, same thing every week.
Good lord, Marty had a vision of Spencer smashing her head against a venetian blind, scissors thrown from her hand, screams for John.
Okay, that's it - vacuum cleaner's on now and I can't hear a damn thing. TV's going off now.
Marty should stay unconscious. Don't know if it's the acttress or what she's given to say, but I just don't like her. Maybe all that tearful whining, the quavery voice?
And yeah, Nash bugged me today too. I used to LOVE him.
I really should go get some groceries or something useful. I've been doing sweet b-all all week. At least the house is sparkling clean but the noise of that darn old Hoover is still ringing in my ears.
And Ikea has a huge sale on - should go check out mattresses there for Mike. His ex took every last stick of furniture they had, including the mahogany futon we gave them for a wedding present. And the two oak wardrobes from my parents, and the bedside tables, my good Jansen stainless cutlery, all the good glasses....well, everything. Now Mike has nuttin' and has to start all over again. At least he took a good grown-up aprtment 3 minutes from his office at school, none of that student ghetto crap like the dump he had all summer. He moves September 1.
Marty should stay unconscious. Don't know if it's the acttress or what she's given to say, but I just don't like her. Maybe all that tearful whining, the quavery voice?
And yeah, Nash bugged me today too. I used to LOVE him.
I really should go get some groceries or something useful. I've been doing sweet b-all all week. At least the house is sparkling clean but the noise of that darn old Hoover is still ringing in my ears.
And Ikea has a huge sale on - should go check out mattresses there for Mike. His ex took every last stick of furniture they had, including the mahogany futon we gave them for a wedding present. And the two oak wardrobes from my parents, and the bedside tables, my good Jansen stainless cutlery, all the good glasses....well, everything. Now Mike has nuttin' and has to start all over again. At least he took a good grown-up aprtment 3 minutes from his office at school, none of that student ghetto crap like the dump he had all summer. He moves September 1.
See you tomorrow.
I would take his ex to court on some of your family furniture!
we almost had a tornado here, good thing I picked up Zach early
