i know you're a recluse you know that's no excuse

i swam through the day in a benadryl haze. i hate allergies. does anyone else love irene dunne as much as i do? she was a swell comedic actress, you know. i watched "the awful truth" with her and cary grant yesterday and i was entranced by her. the scene where she pretends to be his sister and sings the "gone with the wind" song had me holding my stomach and laughing, which i NEVER do. so ungraceful of me but it was so enjoyable at the same time. it also made me realize i really need to lay off the doughnut holes or at least try eating some normal food on occasion.mmmmm.... the meat whale.

this was from the dinner at cory and christine's on sunday. christine's son didn't intentionally eat his beef l'orange into the shape of a whale so that made it even better when we realized that he had.

sometimes i do some stupid things and when i do, i am sometimes lucky enough to have good friends around me to point it out. i'm referring to what happened at the dinner table on sunday. we had all just sat down to eat when cory's dog, lulu, and christine's dog, maggie, started fighting underneath the dining room table. everyone jumps up as the dogs snarl and growl and make those frantic dog fighting noises (lulu's a pit bull so you can imagine how scary the sounds were). the table starts bucking from side to side, wine glasses are tipping over, people are frantically grabbing things and cory's trying to separate the dogs. what do i do? i stupidly sit there at the table with my hands folded in front of me and a smirk on my face. luke just stared at me, finally saying, "what's wrong with you?" as cory shoved one dog in a kennel and the other out the door before running off to nurse his bleeding hand.

"i was pretending it was a seance." it was the first thing that popped into my head. it made sense to me. it made me think of that scene in "a christmas story" where the bumpus hounds steal the christmas dinner.looking for the bumpus hounds picture made another of my favorite books and movies pop into my head so i'm going to blow my nose (allergies) and watch "the egg and i" with the goddess claudette colbert. the movie is great but it doesn't crack me up anywhere near as much as the book, even though a bunch of people on amazon rip on it because they say it's racist. screw you, angry pc book reviewers! i love how a few of them admit they never even read the book. that always makes me chuckle. morons.i don't know what i was doing here but i love my polka dot donald brooks dress. i rescued it from the floor of the antique mall. it loves me, too.