WTF Doesn’t Anybody Know What To Do With Mandy Barnett?

I was planning to let this year expire before making the declaration that my idea of daily posts was a tragically failed experiment. At this point, though, I think it’s best to go ahead and call it. Kind of like forfeiting in the seventh when you’re down by ten runs. Which, apparently, can’t actually happen….

Shawna said she was buying me a Mustang, red or blue with racing seats, and that we were no longer paying any bills we don’t like. I didn’t take the opposing side in either of these debates, because there are definitely a few bills I hold a grudge against and I desperately need a muscle…

Q: When is Sunday night like Saturday night? A: When Riley says she’ll try to get something done Saturday night. Get it? It’s a procrastination joke. So, first off, I made French toast for dinner. Two pieces of challah, loads of syrup. Nothing redeeming about it. Other than the fact that it was delicious. And…

So, Tuesday night I got to see Wendy Crewson in Love, Loss and What I Wore. Which was oh so wonderful for me. But it wasn’t just Wendy. Indeed, the entire cast was a treat. And Margot Kidder… just too cool. Great script, great performance, and most fantabulous after-performance. First thing to note, and so…

I feel remiss in having left Sofía Vergara off my ‘actresses who didn’t make my list’ list.  And here’s why – If you have not seen Madea Goes to Jail, then you have not seen Sofía as T.T. Until I saw it myself, I never could have imagined it. It is glorious.