joey buttafuoco

joey buttafuoco is back in the news.

he was never attractive. but he's really not aging well. it only makes it worse...

happy birthday!

i would like to take a moment to wish a happy 33rd birthday to my darling husband jeff who never reads my blog. but i love him anyway.

:-*

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol..."

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol" we celebrate lisa tucker. lisa - you won't be my next american idol for several reasons.

1. one - you have those wholesome, all american teen, girl nextdoor, sweetie pie looks about you - and it annoys me. real girls aren't like that.
2. you're too skinny. see previous comments on ayla brown.
3. ballads ballads ballads. it's all you can pull off. upbeat songs just don't work for you.
4. anyone who attempts a song by the origional idol without pulling it off flawlessly - hasn't a clue about what she's doing. america will turn on you in a heartbeat. the fact that you thought you could do it and hit so many sour notes - shows a little too much self confidence that comes off as being a little bit arrogant.

so here it is baby. signed. sealed. delivered. you're gone.

and as a foot note. hello?? katherine in the bottom 2? who's counting the votes? brian dunkleman??

until next week when we find out who's a little bit country and a little bit rock and roll...

karen. out.

quote of the day...

“ Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be. ”

Charles ''Tremendous'' Jones

i don't know who mr. jones is or why he's so important - but i do like his way of thinking...

problem number 7 with dieting

problem number 7 with this stinking diet.

i keep trying so hard to remember to log my food that i occasionally forget to program my insulin pump to give me insulin for what i've eaten.  i then suddenly remember when my blood sugar has gone up to 537....

diet - week 3

week 3 of the diet.  i retained water all last week.  darn being female!  it really looked like it was going to be hopeless.  but in the end the scale moved back down 2 pounds.  my total weight loss is 5 pounds.

jeff lost 2 more pounds this week bringing his total weight loss to 7 pounds.

all this and we ate girl scout cookies too!!!

rolen's a flunkie

rolen got expelled from playcare on friday. apparently he was playing with another dog and it went too far and rolen bit the dog's leg and broke skin sending the other dog to the vet to be patched up.

apparently they just can't have the aggressive behavior. which i would understand if rolen were the least bit aggressive. come on - the worst damage he would do is lick someone to death!

i still maintain that it wouldn't have happened if the person who is supposed to be supervising the dogs actually did his job beyond cleaning the pee and poo off of the floor....

i mean - it is called PLAYCARE for a reason - right??

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol"...

welcome to "why you won't be my next american idol..." i'm your host - karen seacrest.

now - on to the show.

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol" we celebrate sweet innocent little kevin covais. kevin, you won't be my next american idol because your big head and little mouth really do make you look like chicken little - and since chicken little came out on dvd on tuesday - you may have some other public appearance engagements that might interfere with your ability to continue performing on the show. but we'll gladly say hello as we pass by the sale rack at walmart, m'kay?

the good thing? this means little kevin won't be joining the top 10 on tour this summer. the bad thing? bucky will. oh well - you win some - you lose some.

until next week - this is karen secreast - out.

negativity?

i recently was fortunate enough to say goodbye to a very negative influence in my life. you know - the type of person who is so miserable that the person insists on playing the victim, martyr, and hero in everything and finds a way to either bring down or put down all others? the kind that talks bad about everyone behind his or her back and is sweet as candy to his or her face? this person was a negative, bad, horrible influence. nothing was ever this person's fault. it was always the fault of everyone else. and seldom was a nice word ever said about anyone unless they were standing right there.

think - mean girls. regina george to be exact. only older. much older.

when this negative person left my life for good - this person left behind several reminders of negativity. things that perhaps i may or may not have been meant to see. in a brief summary - i'm selfish, fat, big mouthed, a know it all, long winded, immature, bitchy, no one REALLY likes me but they feel sorry for me for having been a single mom, i have a chip on my shoulder and think i'm better than everyone else cause i'm now married, and i drive a crappy car.

the whole thing chipped away at the self esteem i've been building for 10 years in about 10 minutes. i actually started to believe that i couldn't trust anyone. i really did. sad isn't it? if this person - who i knew all along was what the person was - was stabbing me in the back on a regular basis - who else couldn't i trust?? who else thought my car was a piece of crap? that i had a chip? that i was selfish??

today i received a card in the mail from a long time friend of jeff's family. at his cousin's bridal shower on saturday, i had won about 4 prizes from the prize basket in one game. one was a cute little angel sitting on top of a garden steak. it was a garden decoration. this friend of jeff's family commented on how pretty it was. there i sat with 4 prizes - a welcome sign for the garden, a note pad, a flip flop wind chime that i had every intention of sharing with someone i knew who loved flip flops, and this angel that she thought was really pretty. she had none.

i knew rolen would make that angel into crumbs in about seven miliseconds. i knew i had the farthest color from a green thumb possible. i knew i had no use for it. but it was mine. and i looked at her and told her to take it - she would make better use of it than i would, i didn't need all those prizes, she would enjoy it more and she thought it was so pretty. plus - rolen WOULD really eat it. she resisted - said several times that she didn't think she should because i won it fair and square - but i insisted back and the angel went off with her to live happily among her plants.

the card i received today was a note thanking me for being so generous in giving up my prize and how much it meant to her. she had placed it in a plant that had been given to her by jeff's grandmother and planned to move it to her garden to celebrate the coming of spring (you know - once this snow we got today is gone). it was a dear and generous gesture. it was truely a sweet little note.

and you know what i realized?

selfish people - don't get thank you notes for giving up a prize to someone else that their mother in law purchased at the dollar store.

so take that mysterious person of negativity.

you've laughed at me behind my back for so long. who's laughing now? i'll give you a hint. she drives a crappy car.

diet - week 2...

i've lost nothing this week. if anything i gained a pound. but i think i'm retaining water.

i did, however, successfully avoid cake at a bridal shower on saturday. yeah me.

i also managed to burn my finger, roll both of my ankles, pull a muscle in my leg and butt, and have some bizarre allergy attack at the same shower. i don't think it was an even trade off....

nina's first top tooth entered into mortality at 8:45 yesterday evening. it will be now be used to build castles for the fairy princesses in tooth fairy land...

nina's looking forward to her dollar...

first communion

nina makes her first communion on may 7th. i'm suddenly in a panic cause i haven't a clue what's "in" for first communion fashions...

and i forgot all about having to make a banner...

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol"...

we celebrate melissa mcghee.

melissa - you will not be my next american idol because you can either have the mcgheever or the mcfeever - and face it - katherine is just way better than you....

until next week. karen - out.

diet - week 2

week 1 - 5 pounds down (depending on what time of day i get on the scale anyway).

but i could really seriously harm someone for a kit kat.

here's to week 2...

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol"...

on this week's very special episode...

we celebrate kinnik sky. kinnik - you will not be my next american idol because - well - jeff says you look like you used to be a guy. he finds it scary. you give him the heeby geebies. in a bad way. however - hollywood will come a knockin if they film a sequal to transamerica....

we celebrate will makar. will - you will not be my next american idol because - aside from the fact that you look like peter brady and he already has a reality show - there are just too many jokes that go along with your name - such as "he's just such a willy maker..." - it's just not good for the kiddies....

we celebrate ayla brown. ayla - you will not be my next american idol because - your just too darn skinny. i don't like skinny girls. it's not healthy. a girl over 6 feet tall shouldn't weigh under 100 pounds. i've seen olympic gymnasts with more meat on their bones. and speaking of meat - sweetie - sit your self down and have a steak and some taters. it's good for ya...

and finally we celebrate gedeon mckinney. gedeon - you will not be my next american idol because your smile scares me. it resembles that of a clown. we all know how i feel about clowns. clowns are scary. very scary. and abnormal. i do however think you would be great in a revival of jesus christ superstar as judas...

until next week when we start hacking at the final twelve - karen. out.

hmm...

can you imagine the ordeal one must undergo to become one of those three back up singers on american idol??

i love toys

vh1 has followed up it's popular "i love the ___" shows with a new series of episodes titled "i love toys." it's a combonation of the popular "i love the 80's" and the "top 100 ___ of all time" shows. all this week they are counting down the top 100 toys of all time.

how will they follow that?

i predict the following in the future:

i love cereal
i love sitcoms
i love soap operas
i love diet and excercise fads
i love soda
i love mixed drinks of an alcoholic nature
i love ice capade productions
i love sport anthems
i love saturday morning cartoons

this could go on awhile....

warning

i am on a diet. i'm hungry. i'm grumpy. and i'm peeing every 30 minutes because i have to have 8 glasses of water a day.

you've all been warned.

this week on "why you won't be my next american idol"...

we celebrate brenna gethers. brenna - you will not be my next american idol because frankly - you're really quite scarey looking. especially when you pose.

we celebrate sway penala. sway - you will not be my next american idol because everytime i hear your name - i suddenly wanna sing "walk this SWAY - and talk this SWAY" and then the song gets stuck in my head and it's totally annoying!

we celebrate heather cox. heather - you will not be my next american idol beacuse you really kinda look like trichelle from the real world las vegas - and i never liked her. besides - there's only room for one blonde in the competition.

we celebrate david radford. david - you will not be my next american idol because you just aren't hot enough to make that whole "car charger as a belt" thing actually work as a new fad. besides - there's only ONE frankie...

until next week. karen. out.

i'm so jealous

yesterday was an unusually warm march day. highs in the mid 70's. it was simply beautiful. and where was i? in a cubical.

all day - in a cubical. watching my monitor. while the world enjoyed lovely weather.

on my way home from work, i noticed all these people in forest park. roller blading. dog walking. bike riding. i bet the golf courses were packed too.

who are these people? why weren't they at work?? why weren't they trapped in a cubical with a computer and piles of paper? what do they do for a living and why can't i have their job? what made them so special that they could enjoy the afternoon?? it's just not fair.

maybe i wanna go for a run in the park. okay - maybe i don't. we all know i don't like to sweat. but still. what if i did want to go for a lovely afternoon stroll with rolen. okay - so it wouldn't be lovely either - rolen would pull me over in a heartbeat. but that's not the point either.

i wanna live the good life. i wanna be able to take off and go play golf cause it's super nice out and not have to worry about how it's hurting my "career." i know. if i played golf.

i've said it before. i'm sure i'll say it again.

being a wife and mom and playing house and all has been fun. but i really don't wanna play anymore unless i can be independently wealthy too....