At least 5 Minutes of Amusement

Stuck at work bored out of your mind? Stuck in bed with the flu like me? Or maybe you are just looking for something funny (at least until tonight's VP Candidate debate)? I have just the thing! By following the link below, you too can find out what your name would be if you were in the wacky Palin family where you had siblings named Track, Trig, Bristol, and Willow! Yes it's the Sarah Palin Name Generator and provided me with a few minutes of chuckles, key when you are down with the flu you got by taking the flu shot.

http://politsk.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah_13.html

If I was a Palin (thank goodness I am not), my name would be Sport Grunt Palin. What's Yours?

My Favorite Things

Fellow blogger CKD has a regular feature on her site showcasing her love of over-priced but fabulous cosmetics. Knowing a fellow product whore when she sees one, she issued up the challenge to me. Here goes a list of my favorite things (alternate title: How Roadtripper Gets Free Shipping From Sephora By Spending Way Over $50 With Each Purchase)




Benefit Eye Bright: Blame my genetics because I can roll out of bed after a solid 12 hour slumber sporting dark circles under my eyes that would indicate an all-night drinking binge. A quick swipe of this snazzy pink pencil makes me look well-rested and completely zenful even after the worst bout of insomnia.



OPI nailpolish: I adore OPI and don't even blink when I shell out almost $10 for a bottle. This stuff lasts forever and the colors never streak. My recent obsession has been their Royal Navy color, which has enjoyed heavy rotation on my toe nails all summer long.



Philosophy Hope in a Jar: Hands down, the best moisterizer for my skin. Not at all greasy, absorbs instantly and makes my skin feel like buttah.



Anastasia Perfect Brow Pencil in Strawburn: My brows are ridiculously sparse. For years, the only light pencils I could find were ash-blonde and ended up making me look like Ash Wednesday Gone Awry. Anastasia has a fabulous color called Strawburn that is perfect for those of us with an autumn palette.



Revlon ColorStay Mineral Lipglaze: Anyone who knows me well can attest to the fact that I am always smoking a cigarette or sipping a soda, wreaking havoc on any lipstick I wear. This recent drugstore find holds for hours without turning my lips in to a chapped, dried-out mess.



Philosophy Red Velvet Cake 3-in-1 Shower Gel: Any southern girl goes bat shit crazy for red velvet cake. This stuff smells so delish... sans those pesky calories and fat grams.




John Frieda Brilliant Brunette Shine Shock: Makes hair glisten. Not just for brunettes either... I have had almost every color on the Redken wheel and this stuff works like a charm. A bright and very shiney charm.

My Love Of All Things Kitsch Now Extends To My Keychain

Picture me standing at the key making counter at Lowe's Hardware with the simple task of getting a copy of my house key made. Imagine my actual squeal of joy when I realized you could get a custom key made from several designer templates instead of a plain old silver one. Now picture the expression of shock and confusion on the old guy's face who was making my key when I let out that aforementioned squeal of joy.

But seriously... who could resist? I think my key is super fab.

Welcome To The Island: "I Am Not A Fag Hag But...." Edition

Anderson Cooper turns the news in to Must-See TV. Those icy blue eyes, the silver hair, the ripped biceps. The guy is part of the Vanderbilt dynasty but he ran off to Cambodia post-college to tromp through the jungles and report for Channel 1. Sexy little WASP-y rebel! His verbal tongue lashing of Senator Mary Landrieu post Hurricane Katrina still rates as my fave news moment of all time. What can I say?... I like 'em feisty!



Anderson Cooper has never officially came out of the closet yet. He refuses to answer questions about his sexual preference. But one viewing of his reaction to Kathy Griffin on "My Life On The D-List" (her gays do love her so!) closed off any questions in my mind. No straight man could ever get that giggly and starry-eyed over Kathy Griffin.

As much as I laugh at women who lust after gay men, I have to include ol' Andy on the island. He is straight up (hee hee... pun!) yummy.

Welcome to the Island: They're Straight Here!

Roadtripper first had the idea for this week's theme but didn't think I would be able to come up with a guy who was gay but who we wished were straight and would be straight on the island. I think it took me all of 5 seconds before I came up with my guy:

Neil Patrick Harris. That's right. I know he is in a happy, monogamous relationship with a guy but this is the island, and Roadtripper and I's reality prevails. And as you can tell by the pic, boy works out! He is a big part of the reason I watch How I Met Your Mother and has come a long way from his Doogie days. Welcome to the Island NPH, it's going to be legen-wait for it-dary!

Now Bad Wolf is off to take a nap and more cold medicine. I was sent home from work as soon as my voice dropped to Barry White levels and have only felt worse since. I blame it on the flu shot they made us get yesterday.

But Am I Compatible With Eharmony?

Chalk it up to moment of weakness. After seeing one of those sappy eharmony commercials where the couples stare deeply in to one another's eyes and talk about how in love they are and how happy they are to find their soul mate blah blah blah, I broke down and took eharmony's personality test.

The good news: I appear to be a fairly balanced person... at least according to my personality profile results.

The shocking news: I actually got accepted. Eharmony's founder is Neil Clark Warren, an evangelical Christian who won't even let gays apply for eharmony. I was pretty sure my agnostic, divorced self was going to be denied.



The bad news: My inbox has been flooded with eharmony emails. You have a match! We will help you find love! Chuck from Havelock requests "guided communication" (huh?!?!) Just pay $147 for a six month membership.

The weird news: I don't think I am really ready for a serious relationship. The idea of a relationship started via the internet makes me break out in hives.

Quite The Domestic Diva, Aren't I?

Tonight was the first time I attended an event for my meetup group. The theme was Heavy Appetizer and Wine Potluck. The wine part of the equation was easy but heavy appetizer perplexed me for some reason. I really don't have any recipes for heavy appetizers in my (granted very narrow) repertoire. I was planning on making bruschetta but had an epiphany at the supermarket:

fancy-pants artisan bread $4.21
pesto sauce $4.59
grape tomatoes $5.09
fancy-pants mozzeralla $6.78
fresh basil $3.75 +
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TOO MUCH DAMN $$$$$


Not to mention the time it would take to prepare and assemble this recipe. Screw that! I came up with Plan B.

I may not be Martha Stewart but at least I have cute accessories.

The apron says it all.

My secret weapon. Pilsbury Savorings $4.21 a box and only 20 minutes cooking time.

Will anyone guess my dirty little secret?

No way! Just throw them in baking dishes and act like you slaved over a hot stove all day. They even have little fork marks in them so it looks homeade.

All jokes aside, the girls at the meetup were super-friendly and probably wouldn't have cared if I stopped through the Taco Bell drive-thru on the way in.

I Heart Political Satire

Is it just me or is Saturday Night Live on fire this election?