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Showing posts with label television. Show all posts
Showing posts with label television. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Beekman's FTW!
WOOOOOOOOOO! Love the Beekman's! They played fair and ran that race well!
This is a few days late, but I still smile ear to ear at the image of them running into Gotham Hall. And in their home state and city to boot. Who doesn't love an underdog win? What a grand finale indeed.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
I love Toddlers & Tiaras
We all know why I hate The Bachelor. But oh how I love me some Wednesday night Toddlers & Tiaras. Let me count the ways, Letterman style.
10. The moms. Oh the moms and reliving their glory days through their daughters. It is rare that these women aren't haggard, sleep deprived and desperately in need of an orthodontic intervention.
9. The dads. The 1/100 of the audience forced to wear those gawd-awful airbrushed t-shirts with screen printed Glamour shots of their daughter. "WE LOVE YOU DESIREE!"
8. The moves that these goofy pageants require. I toy with the idea of YouTube-ing myself doing because I find it hilarious trying to master that walk. Maybe I'll save that for a Halloween party instead.
7. The Pageant Super Dad.
6. The introductory bios. Especially for babies. "Destiny has brown eyes and blond hair. Her role model is her mommy and she loves pageants, acting, gymnastics, and one day she hopes to be Miss USA. She is 6 months old. Thank you Destiny!"
5. The money! Some of these parents are living in trailers, can barely afford a meal beyond top ramen, and somehow think glitz pageants are a great investment. I think they may also be playing the Lotto each week in anticipation of a big win.
4. Flippers. There are not enough teeth for words.
3. The tantrums. I'm convinced these girls are grooming to be contestants on The Bachelorette 10 years from now. Because yes, they will be trying to go on at 15.
2. The audience. Or lack therof.
1. Eden Wood. Girl has a book about her at four years old and autographs it while BARELY able to write her name.
10. The moms. Oh the moms and reliving their glory days through their daughters. It is rare that these women aren't haggard, sleep deprived and desperately in need of an orthodontic intervention.
9. The dads. The 1/100 of the audience forced to wear those gawd-awful airbrushed t-shirts with screen printed Glamour shots of their daughter. "WE LOVE YOU DESIREE!"
8. The moves that these goofy pageants require. I toy with the idea of YouTube-ing myself doing because I find it hilarious trying to master that walk. Maybe I'll save that for a Halloween party instead.
7. The Pageant Super Dad.
6. The introductory bios. Especially for babies. "Destiny has brown eyes and blond hair. Her role model is her mommy and she loves pageants, acting, gymnastics, and one day she hopes to be Miss USA. She is 6 months old. Thank you Destiny!"
5. The money! Some of these parents are living in trailers, can barely afford a meal beyond top ramen, and somehow think glitz pageants are a great investment. I think they may also be playing the Lotto each week in anticipation of a big win.
4. Flippers. There are not enough teeth for words.
3. The tantrums. I'm convinced these girls are grooming to be contestants on The Bachelorette 10 years from now. Because yes, they will be trying to go on at 15.
2. The audience. Or lack therof.
1. Eden Wood. Girl has a book about her at four years old and autographs it while BARELY able to write her name.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Dear Ina
Dear Ina,
You have been featured in my kitchen a dozen times, especially when it comes to chicken, from the roasted variety to herbed goat cheese. I love how you always have some fabulous friend/family member/celebrity over for one of your own delicacies. I appreciate your directions to always use "good" olive oil, "good" vanilla, and "good" salt and pepper, even though mine are likely from Fresh & Easy, Target, and Trader Joe's, respectively. I find them sufficient and quite tasty.
Anyway, you have a fan (well, duh, lots of them) in me for the entertaining you do weekly and I am making this public declaration to visit you in the Hamptons, visit the Barefood Contessa, and taste cheese and wine from one of those quaint fromage and vino establishments you frequent. Of course the table would be set with one of your amazing hydragea arrangements (which I'd like to discuss with you because I do not have a north-facing wall-what do you recommend? Keep buying!?!?!?!?)
Anyway, I think we could get along swell. I look forward to hearing from you. I'll even sell out my beau's famous steak*. I will be bold and say it may rival your restaurant-style steak. It's to die for, even my best girl said so.
Sincerely,
Erin Haselton, Orange County, CA
*he will not want the recipe on tv. Yep, it's that good. Don't you want an invite?
You have been featured in my kitchen a dozen times, especially when it comes to chicken, from the roasted variety to herbed goat cheese. I love how you always have some fabulous friend/family member/celebrity over for one of your own delicacies. I appreciate your directions to always use "good" olive oil, "good" vanilla, and "good" salt and pepper, even though mine are likely from Fresh & Easy, Target, and Trader Joe's, respectively. I find them sufficient and quite tasty.
Anyway, you have a fan (well, duh, lots of them) in me for the entertaining you do weekly and I am making this public declaration to visit you in the Hamptons, visit the Barefood Contessa, and taste cheese and wine from one of those quaint fromage and vino establishments you frequent. Of course the table would be set with one of your amazing hydragea arrangements (which I'd like to discuss with you because I do not have a north-facing wall-what do you recommend? Keep buying!?!?!?!?)
Anyway, I think we could get along swell. I look forward to hearing from you. I'll even sell out my beau's famous steak*. I will be bold and say it may rival your restaurant-style steak. It's to die for, even my best girl said so.
Sincerely,
Erin Haselton, Orange County, CA
*he will not want the recipe on tv. Yep, it's that good. Don't you want an invite?
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