Well a lot happened this weekend and I have about 10 minutes before Baby Girl will inevitably throw some sort of fit, so here we go:
* Smash. I finally watched it on Friday night. I don't know what I think yet... I'm already over the story line of who is going to be Marilyn, and I fast forwarded most of the songs. But I love Debra Messing, and I like Katherine McPhee as well (I don't watch Idol, so I really had no idea what she could do). I'll probably give it a few more tries and then decide. I could use a Monday night show though, so I'm leaning towards watching the whole season.
* Whitney. I probably shouldn't have been shocked, but I was. Hell, I was surprised when Amy Winehouse died, so I guess it doesn't take much to surprise me. Whitney's self titled album was my very first CD and I played that thing non stop. I probably still have it up in my attic, along with my Bodyguard soundtrack. I hate that we keep losing all these talented people to drugs and other substance abuse problems.
* I really want to watch The Bodyguard now. And you know what, my mother can't send me out of the room to get her a glass of water during the sex scenes anymore!
* Baby Girl will be sleeping in her Brand New Toddler Bed tonight!!!
She is really excited about it. I'm sad that she's out of the crib
because I could stick her in that crib at 7:30 and there she would stay
until 6:30 the next morning. But she figured out how to climb out of
it last week and this way she has a long time to separate herself from
the crib and hopefully be okay with it when the Little Guy takes over.