August 2008 Archives

Alright, I finally broke down and am writing my manifesto for all you people to fawn over and hopefully change history with my witty insight. I hope that sounds pretentious since I think blogging is for the birds! But, I promised I'd write something so here it goes.

summer is my absolute favoritest month b/c you don't have to wear a lot of clothes and stuff and i totally LOVE the beach. i grew up on the beach - TOTAL beach bum. august makes me sad b/c september comes after it and then october and then november and eventually february which...that month should be removed from the calendar altogether, but whatever i'm not the president so i can't make that rule but someone should do something about it.

anyway...what the f was i just saying? oh. yeah. summer. so sept 21 - the fall kicks in...people love sweater weather...booo. i'm a weather girl...it's what i do ya know it's my job i'm a professional and as a professional i say that summer is the best.

BUT! with september brings another FOCUS show! ahhhhhhhh! Sept 14th! We have something brewing but i don't know what b/c the other ladies like to tease me and not tell me what's up but i know that if i get Bev or Dinah drunk one night they'll tell me and then i'll totes blog about it - PROMISE.

xoxoxo,

candice

I recently moved into a stunning new summer home in lovely, Southern California or "So Cal" as my daughter calls it. My home over looks the ocean and it really is absolutely beautiful. I haven't seen such beauty since I climbed the majestic Mount Everest with the strapping young lads of the Yale Mountain Climbing Society. Well, everything was going so swimmingly until one morning, at about 9:00am, an immense banging over took the eastern part of my beach house. Earthquake? No. Tsunami? No. Ed Begley Jr. installing solar panels onto his roof, that now, block the sun coming into my bedroom skylight? Yes! Unnecessarily large solar panels blocking MY sun into MY house. And, after many many attempts to contact Mr. Begley regarding his atrocious addition to his already mangled and dilapidated trailer-park home, I have been forced to consult my lawyers. If that does not heed a warning to the "actor", I shall bring out my investigative journalistic guns! You have been forewarned Begley!