I will be so happy if I don't see Beyonce for a year. I've had enough of her, enough! Sure, she looked cute and sure she can sing, but did she need to sing all those songs? Even, the Josh Grobin song...with him? Is it just me, but why, why, why?
The only great thing about last night's Oscars was it was the first time I have seen an awards show drunk. I highly recommend it. I was a drunky monkey. I spent half the day still married to my big boss' bracket, so I had nothing in my stomach when I went over to Kellie's place. It was my first Oscar party. She had such a nice spread out: cheeses, yummy shrimp with bacon wrapped around them, dips, chips, and alcohol. My first mistake was going straight for the red wine. Then the Chardonnay. Then the red wine, again. Then some Kir Royales. Finally, champagne. My night ended with a drunk dial to my mommy. OY! Let me say this: I spent the entire night with homosexuals of all sorts: Gay, Lesbian, and Bi---oh my! I was the only straight person at the party. Most of the discussions were centered around, you know, fabulous gowns, hot men, and the "L-Word"; which I so happened to catch last week's premiere and it was my first time seeing it. I had plenty to add to the conversation and was so happy to do so, but it didn't end there. I don't know why I thought that my mother would be one bit interested in a drama surrounding lesbians, but I went on yakking about it. No detail was spared. Do you know what I mean?
Well, it led to a very interesting (sober) conversation this morning; my mom asked me if there was anything that I may be hiding* and needed to share...
*For the record--I am VERY straight.