What is up with the tongue

The other day someone mentioned in a blog that they wondered what is up with puckered lip pictures? ..the ones puckered to look like they are ready to kiss a 2 year old…are these lips supposed to represent kissable, sensual lips?  Someone else mentioned that they thought they were porn star lips?  Now I’m noticing them too.  I don’t dislike puckered lips as much as I dislike tongues.  Miley Cyrus and her tongue pictures made me cringe after her ridiculous showing on the VMA awards Sunday night.  I didn’t watch the rewards show but who could miss the talk about it on the internet and twitter this morning.  I mentioned on my facebook page that the tongue looked like it had some type of fungus or coating of which she may want to seek medical attention for some antibiotics.    Her twerking was a little bizarre but it was just bad taste and attention sexual seeking.  Sure what man isn’t going to want to see that twat shaking around at eye level….but seriously – they are a dime a dozen…nearly 1/2 of the population has them.  It was her gyrating and dancing and strutting totally off beat which made me feel really sorry for her.  She has a reasonbly good voice – but down the road, she will probably only be remembered for her lack of musical beat and the attempt to shoot her into fame with what her manager must think is sex appeal and talent..A Madonna or GAGA she ain’t.

Until next time….

Whew…we made it through Sunday night

Comparing Sunday night TV to the way it was “when I was young” – you know…one black and white TV and we had to walk across town, uphill and in the snow, in order to change the channel….I wonder why Sunday night became the best TV night in our house.  Actually it is the only reason I don’t send back the Joey that we never use in the treadmill room (I will say nothing more about that) because we need the 3rd recorder on the DVR.  I really have no idea what he watches on Sunday night…it would just irritate me if I knew…The new season of Duck Dynasty started  last night or it should possibly be changed to Female America’s love affair with Jase – Because of conflicts, I had to record it during one of the later showings.  Sister Wives…Army Wives which will be starting up again…Downton Abbey is in the near future…Oprah’s Next Chapter, The Good Wife and 60 Minutes.  It’s very, very stressful.  Its really the only night that I care about any of the shows…I can hit and miss Mentalist..more miss than hit…I do love Castle in more ways than one, Biggest Loser if it ever comes back and then I watch some of the Housewives shows…otherwise who really cares about TV..well, I do like Young and the Restless and Bold and the Beautiful and House Hunters…if Virgin Househunters is on I will watch that…oh my…there is the Tom Brokaw diary or files and Mike and Molly although it kind of tanked last season..throw in a weekly Big Bang Theory…oh crap..I forgot all about Tony and Zeva………..

Until next time….

Weeks turn into Months…

There are easier ways to do it, perhaps…there are calendars, countdown apps for the computer (I know, I have one), the weekly weekend, Sunday church day…many ways to click off the weeks in our lives.  I've never been able to use the weekend because I have a rotating work schedule…different days off during the week…actually only 1 weekend a month…for the most part, I don't mind working on the weekend…the office is quiet and administrative calls are at a minimum.  But I count down the weeks every Sunday because it is the day I dump litter boxes.  I have several of those electric boxes that go around and around 24 times a day…it pushes the little poo up the ladder and into a bin…it's like the best invention since sliced bread.  But that is how I count off my weeks.  Maybe instead of the retirement countdown on my computer I should just count up how many weeks I have left before retirement and hang a calendar in the cat's room in the basement….then we would all be on the same page…well, except he and the dogs.

I learned yesterday from @emmybee that not only is my "davenport" not used by very many folks…but not everyone calls gym shoes-sneakers by the name of tennis shoes.  I have obviously not given this subject more attention because I thought that everyone called them tennis shoes..the other obvious one I can think of is pop, cola and soda and all of the variations..there are many regional dialects here in the US.  This is America..we do not all speak the same language… although, I am going to put it out there…I think if you are in 'merica, you should be speaking a form of the english language…and if you choose not to do so…don't expect to be able to speak your language and be understood.  That could really be unhandy if you need emergency help.  We speak english.

Best of all…today is Sunday….pooper day… but it is also my Friday.  I'll think about ya'll crawling out of bed with the alarm Monday morning.

Until next time….