Good News/Bad News/Friday

Good news:

1. My sister emailed yesterday that our Little Rock/Clinton Library trip is all set for May! YAY! We're staying at the Peabody Hotel and it will be fun.

2. I'm buying bagels for breakfast this morning.

3. It's Friday.

4. LP and I are visiting my mom and staying over Saturday.


Bad news:

1. Weather sucks

March/Cinnamon Scone/Doe's

March is coming in like a lion. We've got a full blown thunderstorm here: complete with thunder and lightning. Ugh.

Update on yesterday: We bought tax lady Judy a cinnamon scone and received a bigger refund than anticipated. Don't think the two events are related. With having to prepay quarterly estimateds, we just never know how much we'll receive/have to pay.

Oh! Judy's family's originally from Little Rock. I mentioned that my mom, sister and I might make a trip there this spring to go to Bill Clinton's Presidential Museum, and she lit up. Another Bill fan! Evidently Bill has an upstairs apartment on property that he stays in whenever he's in town. She gave me some tips on restaurants. . . . especially one named Doe's. It's a little hole in the wall, but a Little Rock icon and a Bill hang out. She said that her ex husband was one of Bill's good friends and they hooked up with Bill on several occasions. No, I didn't ask her to define "hooked up."

No Work/Errands

I am taking off of work today. BP and I have an appointment with Judy, our tax lady this morning. Then he and I are going out to lunch and do some errands.

I went to my bank yesterday and asked about the George Washington dollar coins. They said they didn't order any and the only way they'll get them is if a customer brings them in. The nerve! So anyway a friend went to buy stamps at the Post Office and the lobby machine gave him dollar coins as change. So I guess I'll do that. I saw the coin live and in person yesterday and it's quite pretty.

In May the Post Office is raising the price of their first class postage stamp to 41 cents.

Oh! That reminds me . . I have to get passport applications for all of us.

Two of My Favorite Green Men

Larry David (drives a Prius; his wife Laurie is very active in environmental causes)

Ed Begley, Jr & his wife Rachelle. Living with Ed. 'Nuff said

19 Time Loser

This is movie sound mixer Kevin O'Connell. He was nominated last night for Apocalypto. he lost to Dreamgirls. He's been nominated 19 times, he's lost 19 times. Poor thing. Story.

"How many people win an Oscar? How many people get nominated for an Oscar in their life? It's insane, just to be part of that is an incredible feeling, so I don't get discouraged."

From CBS:

For each of his nominations -- starting in 1984 for "Terms of Endearment" up to his most recent, for "Memoirs of a Geisha" in 2006 -- O'Connell has penned an acceptance speech, all of which are tucked away in a drawer at home.
"Some of them are written on the back of a business card, some of them are written on the back of a napkin," O'Connell said ahead of Sunday's Oscars. "I collect memorabilia, so it's become an extension of my hobby."
He has also framed and mounted each of his 18 Oscar nomination certificates. "I don't have any space left on my wall now," O'Connell said. "But there's still plenty of space on my mantlepiece!"

Maybe next year, Kevin.

Me, Badgley Mischka, Wolfgang Puck and Uncle Harry

I watched the tape of Saturday Night Live. It was so awful even Rainn Wilson couldn’t save it.

I went grocery shopping at Meijer’s and bought kitchen-can sized garbage bags, big trash can sized garbage bags, scrubber sponges, milk, eggs, rye bread, jalapenos, pineapple, mango, organic grape tomatoes and a Wolfgang Puck cheese pizza which is in the oven right now. I’m the only one home, so I doctored-up the pizza. I added snipped fresh rosemary, crushed pepper flakes, roasted red peppers, oregano, and sliced garlic,.

That’s me in my Oscar night Badgley Mischka dress. I’ll be borrowing twenty million dollars in jewels from Harry Winston . . . or a Winston from my Uncle Harry. I forget which.

This is my awful secret: I don’t want Jennifer Hudson to win Best Supporting actress tonight. She probably will, but I’m sick of her. I’m sick of seeing her on every magazine and television show. Enough already. Same thing withHelen Mirren. I love her but I want Meryl Streep to win for Devil Wears Prada. She’ll give a funnier speech than ole Helen.

I hope Ellen DeGeneres is funny. I love Ellen, and I’m excited to see how she’ll fill out her tuxedo,

I wish I had some Poppycock to eat during the show. You know Poppycock? Butter Caramel/Toffee corn with nuts? Yum.

In the dress department . . . . Who will be this year’s Bjork?