Hungh-Over and a To-Do List Restructuring
Ugh… there’s a reason I don’t drink. Last night… great fun out with the lady friends. Today. Essentially wasted. I tried to get a jump on the March Issue. Mmmmm…. really, no. Laundry. A grand total of two loads. Sleep. Yes. A fair bit.
But I couldn’t shake the nasty headache until I filled myself with gooey, drippy, tangy cheese, bread and a big ‘ol steak… a food coma to overwhelm the margarita migraine…
Just in time for the Oscars. The introduction of George Clooney down the red carpet: impetus for a rather awkward conversation of “who would ya do?” “Why only you, of course…”
So, in the spirit of evaluation as well as the spirit of all lovely actor-men, as I lay bloated on my couch, a little re-evaluation of the list is clearly necessary. And so, without further ado, lets get down to it… joining dear Viggo and Jon Stewart at the top of my to-do list: Javier Bardem. Colin Farrell made a definite move upwards. And what d’ ya know, after about eight years drifting down towards the nether regions (of the list, not me), Daniel Day Lewis makes an aggressive surge, nearing the top spot once more. The young scottish lad from Atonement is lovely, and the brogue catapults him skyward. Let me add, George Clooney has earned himself a permanent spot in third place. While those above and below may come and go, he will remain a very, oh-so-comfortable standard. Ohhhh… so many men. So little time… homeschooling and all…
Ahhhhh, but I digress. Tomorrow. You heard it here first. Tomorrow. I purge. Not in the bulimic sense, of course. But a concentration on healthy, clean food. My hot, spicy crunchy veggie soup. Cleanse. Yoga.
Winter is coming to an end. Oh yes! Time to clean up my act.
