This will likely be an endless and rambling post since Bryan â€˜accidentallyâ€™ forgot to order my evening latte decaffeinated. He claims my drink was too complicated, and he forgot.
What, like it isnâ€™t NORMAL to get an iced nonfat mint chocolate decaf latte?
Fortunately for me, itâ€™s Complete Bond month on AMC, so I have Roger Moore to keep me company. Not that heâ€™s my favorite James Bond. No, I would have to be clichÃ© here and claim Sean Connery to be my favorite. Thereâ€™s just something so Cary Grant about Connery as Bond. Last night I watched Thunderball and it was fabulous â€“ every scene started with Sean seducing a blond nurse, and ended with him leaving her to go kill someone. I canâ€™t figure out why Bryan isnâ€™t into my Bond obsession.
Tonight I tried on a pair of pants at Old Navy, and it was a little disappointing. Why do clothing makers automatically assume that fat people are tall? Is there anywhere I can buy a pair of plus petite jeans?
So I have to interject here and testify that I just saw Roger Moore kissing a womanâ€™s abdomen in order to investigate something that was in her belly button. Sean Connery kissing a womanâ€™s belly buttonâ€¦ SEXY. Roger Moore kissing a womanâ€™s belly buttonâ€¦ NOT SEXY! In fact, he reminds me too much of my father, and thatâ€™s justâ€¦ wrong.
So as I was saying, Iâ€™m 5â€™2â€ and have an extra twenty pounds I attribute to each of my two children, a gift which I thank them for on a daily basis. Since I have yet to find a Plus Petite section at any clothing store, I usually end up buying Capri length pants because they hit me at the ankles.
[I just saw quite a lengthy commercial for an innovative kitty litter box called “Shake â€˜nâ€™ Fresh.” Thatâ€™s late-night t.v. at its finest.]
Hereâ€™s a little known fact the internet told me: did you know that Ian Fleming, the creator of the James Bond legacy, was also the author of the book, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, which later became a movie starring Dick Van Dyke?
Well I just yawned and my eyelids are feeling heavy, so I will not prolong your agony any longer. There is really no point to this post, and you will never get back the five minutes you just wasted reading it.