Yeah, so, the story I wrote for I Live Here: SF got a nice mention on KQED Arts site.
I am very flattered, and I am very honored that Julie asked me to participate in her amazing project. If you haven’t visited I Live Here: SF, do it now! I consider that story one of the best things I have ever written; even better than that column I wrote making fun of the pope that got me death threats …
Yeah, so, when we went to Anaheim last week, David was teasing me with a secret dinner.
“We are going out to dinner on Monday night, but I’m not going to tell you where,” he told me.
That’s no good for me! I like to know exactly where I’m going so I can mentally prepare myself and dress appropriately. Of course, I peppered him with a million questions.
“What do I wear?”
“Do I know of this place?”
“Is it Medieval Times?”
“Will you tell me if I guess what restaurant it is?”
“It’s casual. Yes, no and yes,” David told me.
Me: “Is it Tavern on the Green?”
David: “That’s in New York.’
Me: “Is it Cheesecake Factory? I’ve been to Cheesecake Factory. Is it Del Taco? Is it Tony Romas?”
The list went on and on.
Well, it turns out, David lies. I did guess the restaurant, but he didn’t confess.
My lord and I at Medieval Times.
Yeah, so, I was going to write a happy, shiny post about Disneyland, but instead I ended up ranting about what a bitch Sarah Palin is.
Hopefully, I will get a chance tonight to sit down and write about our trip. I can’t right now. The Puppy Bowl is on.
Sarah Palin's helping hand
Yeah, so, I think Sarah Palin is a bitch.
There. I said it. I’m not sorry.
Angry Palin supporters, no need to comment. You won’t be changing my mind. And anyone who comments that I’m a traitor to my gender by calling her a bitch is a big ol’ tool. The truth is Sarah Palin is a bitch. There’s no “Oh, well, if a man was saying what she is saying …” going on here. If a man was saying what she is saying I would write a blog calling him a bitch, too.
As you know, the half-term former governor of Alaska spoke at the Tea Party gathering this weekend. She totally cares about America, everyone … for the right price, and that price was $100,000. A ticket to see her speech cost hundreds of dollars. Guess what? If you can afford hundreds of dollars to see Sarah Palin, then you are doing just fine, so stop your bitching about the economy.
So anyway, I was perfectly content to ignore the whole Palin speech and the Tea Party gathering. Why should I care if some power-hungry, idiotic former beauty queen gives a speech to a bunch of ignorant bigots? Who cares if Palin mocked Obama for using a teleprompter while she READ her speech from a podium? Who cares that before her speech she actually wrote things on her hand like a middle-school student cheating on a quiz? She’s an idiot talking to a bunch of other idiots.
But then, while criticizing Obama, Palin said:
“How’s that hope-y, change-y stuff workin’ out for you?”
Come on! That’s a bitchy thing to say. Seriously.
“Hey, how’s that positive thinking working out for you?”
This country is messed up. It’s not Obama’s fault. He inherited it from the previous president. He’s trying to make some positive changes to fix things, and now he’s getting shit from someone who is all about helping herself.
It’s like she walked up to an overweight person who is on a diet and said, “Hey, how’s that diet working out for you? I know you are trying to make positive changes in your life, but obviously it’s not happening fast enough because you are still fat. Oh, and fuck you!”
And that’s why I think she’s a bitch. She stood up in front of a crowd and said, “How’s that hope-y, change-y stuff workin’ out for you?” Meanwhile, she didn’t offer any solutions of her own. She doesn’t give a shit about this country, and it makes me sad that there are people out there who think she does.
Yeah, so, I’m chilling in the hotel room that is going to be my home for the next couple of days in Anaheim, and I just noticed something odd.
This hotel room has two TVs. Two TVs!
We don’t have two TVs at home. This is just silly. The hotel room is not that big, yet there are two TVs. Well, I’m sure by Tuesday David will be on one side of the room watching the news, while I’m on the other side of the room watching “Lost.”
Also, this room features complimentary Bath & Body Works shampoo and conditioner. The scent is coconut-lime. Now, my hair smells like a margarita. It has smelled like a margarita before, but that’s usually because I threw up in my hair after drinking too many margaritas.
Oh, I know what you are thinking, “Hey The Sonia Show, why the hell are in a hotel in Anaheim?” Funny you should ask …
David’s cool job has a booth at SolidWorks World at the Anaheim Convention Center right across the street from Disneyland, so he and a few of his coworkers are working this week at the convention. His job was kind enough to let me tag along, and my job was kind enough to let me work from the hotel.
The timing is perfect, because last week we discovered a leak in our bedroom. The bedroom carpet is wet, and there’s mildew and — oh yes — a horrible mildew smell to go with it. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning we had various people coming in and out of the apartment working on the problem, and a humidifier is running in our bedroom 24/7. The smell has gotten so terrible that David moved our bed into the living room.
Getting out of the apartment for a few days is just what everyone needs. The workers can find and fix the leak, air out the room and repair the carpet while we are away. No one will be inconvenienced. Homer, by the way, did not come to Anaheim. He is being spoiled by my mom right now. It’s a win-win situation for everyone involved.
We flew into the John Wayne Airport this morning from SFO. There were a bunch of motocross dudes on the plane with us. I think David and I were the only ones on the plane not sponsored by an energy drink. They were all wearing their Rock Star energy drink gear. Actually, David might be sponsored by an energy drink, but he just doesn’t broadcast it like those guys.
Yes, that's me hugging John Wayne's led. And yes, I'm aware that this photo makes me look like I've got ass to spare ...
Oh, one more thing, I bought a new lipstick. I’ve been wearing the same color for — no joke — 10 years. I figured it was time for a change. What do you guys think?
"Hi, I'm a QB and a DB."
Yeah, so, CBS has agreed to air one of those “Won’t someone think about the children” organization’s pro-life ads starring some football player named Tim Tebow, but rejected a gay dating site’s ad, and everyone is all upset saying this is an example of conservative bias.
Eh, what do you expect from the network that thinks “Two Half and a Men” is funny? Seriously, this is the network that made a sitcom based on a commercial with a talking baby. I bet if CBS called the commercial “CSI: Pro-Life” or “NCIS: Focus on the Family” people couldn’t wait to watch it.
Also, there’s also some debate over how accurate the story is in the ad. The commercial, which tells the story about how Tim Tebow’s mom decided not to get an abortion and her son grew up to be a “famous” football player, is most likely full of lies, but anyway …
I was reading about the ad and something kinda stood out:
“The 30-second ad is expected to recount the story of Tim’s mother, Pam Tebow, who defied doctors’ recommendations to abort her fifth child — the Heisman Trophy-winning Tim — and instead gave birth while in the Philippines.”
Sounds kinda pro-choice to me. How nice that Tim Tebow’s mom had a choice! Imagine a world where women have a choice … Oh wait, we supposedly live in one.
Yeah, so … so far, so good with the whole drug thing.
As you may recall, I started tamoxifen on New Year’s Day. I was pretty nervous about taking it. There’s a list of side effects that don’t exactly sound like my idea of a good time, including hot flashes, night sweats, hair loss, difficulty sleeping and more.
It’s been almost a month, and the only side effect I’ve had so far is difficulty sleeping. I was taking Tylenol PM, but even that’s not helping anymore. I started melatonin last night. Also, I’ve been taking tamoxifen once in the morning and once at night. I met with my oncologist today, and he suggested I take the night dose a little earlier in the evening, which might help.
Yes, I met with my oncologist this afternoon. For some reason, I was nervous about it. I had no reason to be. He just wanted to make sure that everything was going OK with the tamoxifen, talk about future MRIs, etc. Still, going to the doctor makes me nervous now. I’m afraid they are going to give me bad news. Luckily, mighty, mighty good man David went with me.
As usual, we were in the exam room cracking up about something when the doctor came in: “I knew you were in this exam room, because I could hear the laughter.”
I imagine the doctor doesn’t get a lot of laughing in the oncology department; however, The David and Sonia Show was in full effect.
I was explaining to the doctor that I had been reading in the breast cancer forums about tamoxifen and all its crazy side effects, and it had scared me.
Me: “Women were saying, ‘I put on 20 pounds in a week, and the drug made me completely crazy.’”
Doctor: [laughs] “Yes, well, people can respond differently to tamoxifen.”
David: “Sonia killed a man, but that’s just a side effect of the tamoxifen, right?”
Me: “That’s true. I did kill a homeless man.”
Doctor: [laughing, laughing, laughing] “Oh boy, this is wrong.”
Me: “If I killed a homeless man, could I blame it on the tamoxifen?”
Doctor: [still laughing] “I don’t think so.”
So anyway, while I was there I had to weigh in. I don’t own a scale at home, so I was pretty curious to my number. I was pleased by the number on the scale. I think I need to shed a few more pounds, though. I have been going to yoga three or four times a week since the New Year. I am convinced that I can keep the side effects of tamoxifen minimal and keep breast cancer from returning by eating right and exercising.
I have been hitting the yoga mat pretty hard. Here’s two poses I’ve been able to get recently:
Yeah, so, I finally went to Foreign Cinema for dinner. I have always wanted to go there. I have walked by it a million times, but I never went in.
On Friday, David and I checked it out and, of course, I reviewed it for UpTake, so check it out.
Mmmmm, Foreign Cinema ...
Yeah, so, apparently corporations have the right to marry now. Is that true? Maybe I’m misunderstanding the story.
Surely, the Republicans won’t stand for this. It threatens “traditional marriage.” Until this is repealed, my soon-to-happen marriage is doomed.
Oh, also, today is the 37-year anniversary of Roe v. Wade.
Happy anniversary, people who believe in freedom of choice! I’m going to bake you a cake.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to get on my soapbox and say anything to get people angry, because the last thing I want is to start an abortion debate on this blog. I just think pro-life activists should focus their money and attention on the living, breathing children in this country and around the world that could really use their help. Imagine if they took all the money they raise trying to convince the government to tell women what to do with their bodies, and they gave it to the schools. Holy crap! Schools could have science AND art. Madness! They would actually be helping the children they supposedly care so much about.
This post is a bit of a downer … Here’s a cute picture of Homer watching the dog show on Thanksgiving:
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