Happy Friday the 13th! And...

Once again, can't sleep. I hope everybody has a very lucky Friday the 13th!

L'Ailee stumbled in from classes tonight and asked me how she might be able to explain to her boss that she has to rearrange her classes in order to watch Survivor every week. It's coming up! Of course that won't happen, but the killer hours she's working will ease up soon, we hope. If I can't watch Survivor with her, I'll have to find someone to watch with. It was a social event for me in Orlando.

While she was gone, I put on a show for the neighbors. Have you heard Kerosene by Miranda Lambert? (If you haven't, click here and play the video!) I felt like playing it. Twice. And you know how it makes you want to dance? Does it to me. I was doing a combination of my trickiest moves from belly-dancing class and Gods know what else, just basically throwing myself around the living room while "Kerosene" blasted, culminating in my stepping onto the coffee table and shaking it there.

And that was when I saw that I hadn't shut the blinds, and that several neighbors were *watching*. Standing on the sidewalk, watching. As if there's nothing else to watch around these parts.

The second play of the song was almost over, so I finished dancing and then gave them a smile, wave, and lounge-singer kiss. They applauded, I shut the blinds.

L'Ailee felt bad that she missed it. :-)

But I'm not the only one in this family who can make an idiot of themselves! One of my boy cousins has a blog, and on this blog he has photos of himself, and one of these photos showed him naked except for a strategically-placed chainsaw.

Two thoughts:
1. CHAINSAW! Why the HELL did he put THAT...THERE?
2. The boy is seventeen years old!!!

He asked me how I liked his blog, and I mentioned that I saw the chainsaw picture. His first reaction: "Don't tell my mom." I didn't. However, I did advise him, all friendly-like, that he was more likely to attract pervy older men than the teenage girls whose attention he was really trying to seek.

He took it down early Thursday evening. I was so relieved. Then he sent a note to my e-mail saying--and I quote...

"I think I'll hold on to it. If I put some words on it, it might be a good logo for my blog when I'm 18."

LITTLE BRAT! I'm only laughin' 'cause he ain't in slapping distance! Well, that and he was smart enough to listen to his cousin Lilo...