Whaaa Whaaa Whaaat?

Poor David Beckham.

According to E! News, "David Beckhams Junk got Jostled", an Italian Journalist attacked his "junk". The journalist wanted to see if his manhood lived up to his Armani underwear ads.

She wore yellow rubber gloves.

She got arrested.

I hope she publishes her story so we can know the truth.

This is what I call hands on reporting.

An Easy Button..???

Does anyone have an Easy Button?

What a girl wants..

I know Christmas just came and went. I just can't help the things that catch my eye and make me wish and wonder and obsess over them for hours. Ok. Not really but kinda.

This Jenny McCarthy work-out system. I am sure if I had this I would drop these last 5lbs... or make that 100lbs..

This pretty duvet set from Kohls.


These Rachael Ray serving spoons. Splendid.

BoysIIMen are coming to Wendover. I must go to this concert. I MUST. Flashbacks to my youth!

This Shabby Apple Dress. Oh my goodness. Must get Jenny McCarthy workout system so I can buy the largest size of this dress.

This mix of Juicey Tubes. Yummo!

These darling Uggs. If you live by me you know I wear my Fushia Uggs nearly everyday. This is their 4th winter and still going strong. Sometimes the real thing just keeps going strong. I wonder if I could wear them in the summer?

Romanism..

Roman's sweet prayer the last 3 nights:

"Hevawee Fada, tankful for dis day, Say dees tings, Name of Jesus, The END, AMEN.

I'm not sure how P'Dub does it..

How does The Pioneer Woman keep her house all clean and shiney and fabulous while cooking? An all day baking fest for holiday treats/gifts left this aftermath in my home. She has fabulous hair too..

Resolute

I have numerous resolutions this year.. weight.. exercise.. clean house.. ect. I read this quote again and decided to add being less superficial to that long list as well.



"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley