Sunday, January 31, 2010

January Favorites

I'm starting a little differently this month:

Things that are NOT my favorite (all of which I was exposed to while babysitting):

American Idol. I've never been an AI fan, but the babies I'm sitting on love to watch it, and made me watch it with them. Not a fan at all.

Bratz dolls. Or is it dollz? Aside from the fact that I hate everything about them, I'm attempting to tame their wild hair. I'm pretty sure this is how Lady Gaga's designer feels, and I'm taking my inspiration from the ladies of Jersey Shore. Seems I've done Snooki's hair today.

On to the more pleasant things I've loved this month:

My Garmin. She's a little bossy, but the British typically are.

Human Target. A new favorite television show.

Cheese Cubes. I used to have them every day as a snack in my class, but hadn't had them since before December. I got some recently, and had forgotten how yummy they were. They are my 9am snack-time loves.

The Hunger Games. This is the new book I'm reading and it is so good! I was given the book a long time ago, but then Katybug mentioned she'd read it, so I picked up my copy and began reading and now I can't put it down.  (edited to add: HATED the ending. Not impressed. Still not sure if I'll read the second and third books in the series. Who am I kidding? Of course I will.)

I know this is technically a February thing, but LOST IS COMING BACK SOON! I'm entirely too excited!!

Clearly, there hasn't been a whole lot going on this month.

Link Love:
The Oatmeal. Where have you been all my life? Even though you are at times wildly inappropriate for me to be reading and most definitely rated R, you are so funny! According you you, it would take me 1 hour and 36 minutes to become infected from a zombie bite.

A favorite that I can link to: Seven Reasons to Keep Your Tyrannosaur Off Crack Cocaine. And be sure to check out Why I Believe Printers Were Sent From Hell To Make Us Miserable. I feel I must tell you, though. Peruse with caution and never in the presence of anyone under the age of..say...30.

And be sure you're willing to spend the whole day there.

1 comment:

  1. I have a 65% chance of being eaten by a loved one.

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