Dolls and Jobs and Dogs, oh my
I have mixed feelings about the Pussycat Dolls reality show. On one hand, I don't care. But on the other hand, many girls puked. There was the initial requisite shot of the one girl who was too tired and too ill to continue rehearsal. We made fun of her in the usual way you make fun of a reality show contestant who is immediately too sick to do what they signed up on the show to do. But then! One girls straight-up projectile vomited. Then another. Then everyone! It was like the scene in Stand By Me, except with sick ladies who want to be the 40th member of the Pussycat Dolls replacing repulsed contest-watchers. There were IVs and medics on hand and they girls had to tough it out through the funniest/saddest round of auditions I've ever seen. I don't see how the show can possibly get any better, so I may just cap out my viewing at one episode and call the whole thing a success.
But more important than reality shows is reality jobs. Jobs in reality. Real jobs, like the one J just got! He's had steady temp work for awhile, but we're both glad to gain a little extra financial stability. Unfortunately "stability" doesn't translate to "windfall" or "glorious lake of money to bathe in," but paying bills is fun, too.
This might be one of the best stories I've read in a long time. It passed the real world test, in that I kept thinking about it and giggling to myself hours later. Then I had a couple glasses of wine and told people at a dinner party and it was still funny. So, there you go.
I think J and I lost something fairly big. I don't want to talk about it because that would make it real and we didn't actually lose anything, we've just momentarily forgotten where we placed it (right??). Do you have any tricks for finding items that are temporarily not where they are supposed to be?
any misplaced item you replace is sure to turn up soon. then when it turns up, you can return the replacement. and if not, well, you've got a replacement for it so no biggie.
Oh, Liz. Do you realize this entry made me DVR the rerun of the Pussycat Dolls show tonight? I'm usually so disciplined with the reality TV I allow myself to watch, but now I'm all curious.
Hmmm. I'm sorry you've misplaced something--but what size is it? That would help know where to look.
Oh my god Liz -- NOW I UNDERSTAND. I'm sorry, Sally, but I read about the Pussycat Girls show on your blog.. and I've been so manic with moving that I didn't know there was a TV show (I must be busy and distracted to not know about new TV shows.)
I THOUGHT YOU WENT TO A PUSSYCAT GIRLS CONCERT.
I had this intense moment of cognitive dissonance, but then I convinced myself that there was some mention of an ironic visit to a concert that I must have missed.
Sorry to address Sally in your comments, Liz. Hope that's ok etiquette. I just had to publicly share my a-ha moment.
A-ha.
Oh, and another thing: do not tell me you lost a dog.
I WISH Sally and I had gone to a Pussycat Dolls concert together!
The item is a small rectangle and is not replaceable. (eep)
I would happily go to a Pussycat Dolls show, but only with you and Liz. I think it would be an awesomely surreal place to meet your blog friends.
When I lose something (or think I've lost it), what usually happens is I worry and fret over it, and then I wake up one morning and know exactly where it is. Try fretting more. I thought I lost my social security card once, but then I woke up and thought "surely it has gotten stuffed behind this junk drawer in my dresser" and there it was.
My mom has a TERRIBLE habit of hiding her jewelry throughout the house, and then calling me in a panic. The last time she did this she found a bunch of stuff in a ceramic pitcher in the laundry room. Have you looked there?
Small rectangle...under couch? Behind drawers you placed it in but it fell through? Possibly used as a bookmark? Drawers sound most likely to me...Or bags. Lots of bag searching. And every pocket. Even the ones you've forgotten about.
Dude, congratulations to J. on the new job! I know how hard it is when you move to a different place and have to deal with that. Getting a real job with benefits and everything is so relieving.
What exactly is he doing? And is he excited about it, beyond the relief of real employment?
Wherever it is, you'll find it in the last place you look.
Congrats to J on the job!
Ask him if he is to stand in for Steve Rogers!
:)
I think there's a saint you can pray to when you lose stuff. If not we could always invent one.