My mom can't come to the blog right now. She's too busy stomping around the house, bitching up a storm about Jello.
Yes, I said Jello.
Apparently, Mommie Dearest has to have a test tomorrow, so she can only have clear liquids today. And I guess this Jello stuff is on the approved items list, because she made tubs and tubs of it last night.
As you might have figured....my mother has a weird propensity for organizing and re-organizing the refrigerator until it looks like something in a Martha Stewart magazine. In her haste to put the Jello on the perfect shelf, she forgot about the Italian chicken breasts that were marinating just below. (Yes, poultry on the lowest shelf so that if they leak (God forbid) they won't contaminate anything.) (And yes, she learned that from Gordon Ramsey).
I guess these chicken breasts have a LOT of smelly spices on them (like garlic), because the Jello container went flying across the room and I heard Mom yell "How the *%&$ did I make garlic flavored apricot Jello?!"
And then she tried the lemon Jello and the pineapple Jello and the orange Jello and they all tasted like garlic.
So now she's in the bed throwing a big pout that her Jello is stinky and all she wants to eat is a ham sandwich.
As for me, I'm thrilled to have a few hours of quiet around here. I just joined NetFlix, so I've got three good movies to watch this afternoon (provided the old lady decides to just stay in her room). I've got: "Doubt", "Miss Potter", and "Revolutionary Road" for my choices, so methinks it will be a good cinema day! Woo Hoo!
NOTE FROM MOMMIE: Damn dog. Apparently we are in a "let's tell all of our secrets to the whole wide world" mode, and he thinks that as long as he looks cute I won't notice his antics on the web.
Dont' cry for me Argentina. I'm really not at all miserable during this prep....I figure celebrities pay thousands of dollars at fancy spas to get the same result, so my $40 at the Target pharmacy and the resulting report from the doc tomorrow will be all worth it. Stay tuned!