on a lighter note...

so, given the sad tone of my last post, i've decided to post again today. first, i would like to thank 1-800-flowers for sending the right flowers this time (my favorites: gerbera daisies :-)). thanks mom and dad: they look lovely in my livingroom/study/dining room/tv room.

tonight i attempted to make stuffed shells in an effort to not have to cook so much this semester. yeah...let's just say it was comparable to a surgeon's first time doing heart surgery: it gets done, but the procedure is just not pretty. i don't know how i managed to get sauce everywhere, have extra cheese and run out of sauce and usable shells AND use all my baking dishes. i was a mess with cheese and sauce everywhere for about an hour. they better be the best damn tasting shells i've had, simply because i'm never doing that again...

so now that the "shells episode" is over with, i'm going to watch a little sex and the city before watching america humiliate itself with american idol and then my favorite, house (dude, i sound like a lazy bum...). i have to admit that sex and the city, which happens to be on dvd at my local blockbuster, is my most recent obsession. i think it's fabulous. a bottle of wine, and a couple episodes and i'll be your best friend, or at least in a wonderful mood. my favorite quote? [mom, grandma: please don't read this...seriously]:

Adam: Come on, give me a little BJ, up and down a couple times, you're done, it's easy!
Samantha: Easy? You men have no idea what we're dealing with down there. Teeth placement, and jaw stress, and suction, and gag reflex, and all the while bobbing up and down, moaning and trying to breathe through our noses. Easy? Honey, they don't call it a job for nothin'!

BECAUSE IT'S TRUE! ;-)

that is all.