Thursday is for the Randoms

Alternatively titled "I've got nothing for ya today but would feel bad for not blogging for an entire day!" Admit it; you'd be sad.


So, I'm currently watching Oprah (don't judge---when she's not being annoying, she does some good interviews) and it's the Farewell Interview with Simon Cowell. I have never been a fan of American Idol, although I do love me some Carrie Underwood. Therefore, I don't have an opinion on Simon Cowell; I will say that I've seen snippets of his criticisms and I must admit, he makes me laugh! Example, after quite possibly the worst singing I've ever heard (and lemme tell ya, when you've seen Britney Spears at the age of 14, you've heard some BAAAAAD singing!): "That was a bit like musical wallpaper; you see it but you just won't remember it!" Hilarious! And I may or may not be a tad bit jealous that he has brilliant business skills and is worth one BILLION dollars. Get this: anyone who wins any of his shows (and he has a lot more than just AI) is required to sign with his record label, meaning that he gets quite a bit of the revenue from those people. So basically, Carrie Underwood signs his paycheck, but before she gets her cut. Brilliant. Why didn't I think of that?
Anyways, back to Oprah. So she's interviewing him and asks him to pour her some tea. And she says "I'll have the gray tea" and he says "Yes, the posh kind; that's what the Queen of England drinks". Oprah looks at the camera and says "Well, ya know." Her ego is so so insane. I'm sure she would say that she was being "funny/cute" but I think it's much more like.... "I'm just a bit obsessed with myself and you might as well call me America's Queen. Pffttt.... No thanks, Oprah.


Who knew that Mr. Schuester (AKA Matthew Morrison) has such rocking abs. Wowza. That model is one lucky lady.

The White House State Dinner was tonight. Can someone please tell me the reasoning behind this dinner? I'm pretty sure some of my tax dollars paid for this feast, and I'm not okay with that. On the other hand, Michelle Obama looked pretty amazing at this stupid pointless dinner. Gotta give her props.


The sixth season of Grey's Anatomy season finale aired tonight. It was about 90 minutes after me and my mum (Uh-oh, Simon is rubbing off on me!) fast forwarded through the commercials. And it was 90 minutes of pure and complete bliss. It was full of drama, suspense and we both looked at each other while fast forwarding through the millions of commercials and said "Wow, my heart is racing!" And about halfway in, I said "If they kill McDreamy, I'm boycotting." (I'd be angry, but I could never boycott. My hubby needs my support. I can't wait for Season 7. AMAAAAAAAAAAAAAZZING.


So I realized once again tonight how incredible my father is. He's always been pretty darn incredible, but I happen to hate paying for my own gas. I know, I know. I'm 24 years old and I should pay for it since I'm the one using it and all. But for whatever reason, I don't like wasting my money on gas. And since riding a bike or walking is not an option I will even consider, I often find myself paying for gas, like it or not. Well tonight, my Dad gave me a gift card to Wally World (that will definitely buy me more than one tank of gas). And I didn't even have to ask!!! He did it because he wanted to. I told you, he's amazing.


Speaking of State Dinners, apparently Mark Sanchez of the New York Jets was invited. And he brought a friend with a crazy name: D'Brickashaw Ferguson. He's the one on the left. Now, I don't mean to be rude, but how does a mother look down at her baby boy and say: "Why, yes, I think he shall be named D'Brickashaw." Sort of blows my mind.

Can someone please explain to me the appeal of bird feathers for a dress? And patterned hose that match the top part of said dress? And since when are jump suits ever okay? I see nothing flattering about this look, no matter who is wearing it.



Is it humanly possible for Renee Zellweger to look bad? I'm not sure she is capable of that. And Mariska Hargitay ALWAYS looks amazing. And if I had the body, I would TOTALLY rock Blake Lively's dress.

And last but not least, how in the world does one create (and wear) a color changing light up gown? I guess I'll have to ask Katy Perry sometime. It's odd and cool all in one!

That's all for tonight, pals. I'm about to turn into a pumpkin. Goodnight! :)