Now Playing: Pieces of the Night, Gin Blossoms
(cue neener-neener music)
We got the CSI Season 4, We got the CSI Season 4...
The reason I'm gloating is because yesterday NetFlix (love it, you must try it you must) sent me a notice telling me that I should check out the CSI Season 4 which they would add to my overbearing (okay, 271) list of movies if I wanted. I said YES! DEAR GOD I MUST HAVE THE CSI, I MUST HAVE GRISSOM BACK IN MY LIFE!
But then I realized that if it was on NetFlix, I could just go buy it at WalMart, which was probably more prudent, as the Halloween weekend was coming up and we weren't planning much from Friday on.
Thus began the Great CSI Hunt.
WalMart, KMart, Blockbuster, our local DVD section at the NEX.... Zippo. Nuthin. Nada.
Fuckers.
Apparently, the distributor didn't think that this damn Island was that important, because according to my sources in the DVD underworld, the fucking set was released on the 12th of this month. Not up here it wasn't. Fuckers.
That's okay though, that's what one-day shipping is for on Amazon.com, who I was boycotting up until I realized that they had CSI Season 4. But moving on...
I finally got my firt decent night's sleep last night. I woke up completely functionable and with wide eyes this morning, borderline perky, and so today I am CLEANING. Like, the major kind of cleaning that you have to do to the house after you've been sick for EVER and the shit has just piled up around everywhere kind of cleaning. And, must write out checks for bills. And should probably do laundry, as I have a party to attend this evening and have no clean fat clothes left to wear that doesn't have an elastic waistband and the woed DANSKIN across the butt.
Also? Am having a mom-panic-attack. She's coming up here for TEN DAYS, and while I'll be okay three or four days before she gets here, I am freaking out now. I'm SO afraid the house isn't going to be clean enough, that I'm going to be too fat, that my cooking is suddenly going to suck more than normal stuff sucks, that she's going to be bored, you name it and I'm LOSING MY MIND about it.
Don't get me wrong, Mom won't be disappointed with anything I do, simply because I am Married and a Housewife. I capitalize these things because to her, this is a Major Accomplishment in Queenie's Life. Sure. But that does not stop me from LOSING MY FUCKING MIND at this point in time. I'll be fine the day before she shows, but right now? Am going insane. I'll get over it.
Guess I should go find a Prove Me Wrong for this week.