Grey's Anatomy is back, and Jimmy Kimmel is funny

I do love Grey's Anatomy, and I wouldn't be a true American if I didn't love Michael Phelps. Perfect!



I thought the actual season premiere was weird. Like it wasn't taking itself seriously most of the time. It felt off. And the new doctor is too good to be true and therefore annoying and pompous. I'll still call him McArmy, though.

Dating-woe movies

Newlywed gushy caveat--I no longer need to watch girlie movies to help me get over being sad about dating, because Todd would be at the very tippy top of this list of awesome (movie) men. This post in no way implies he's not the greatest man I know. Ü

This weekend my friend and I were talking about the movies women watch to help them get over a breakup or feel better about their dating lives (some movies make you feel better because of the male lead's sweetness, and some movies just make you wish you had a boyfriend who is like the protagonist and then you feel worse). We came up with a chart for the movies, and I've attached it below. I thought you all might enjoy it.

I placed Ryan Reynolds as #2 because my friend suggested him, not necessarily because I believe he should be on this list. What male character deserves the coveted "barely less romantic than Titanic" slot, and why?

Is it . . . Mr. Darcy, because although he's aloof and snotty and has sensitivity issues, his glances at Elizabeth just melt the hearts of women everywhere? (I cannot BELIEVE I forgot about Mr. Darcy!)

Growin' up, readin' laundry labels

Last weekend Todd and I went to H&M. My sister Whitney fell in love with that store while she was in Spain, and she raves about it. For good reason. They have great prices and really cute clothes. Very European.

And European is good in many ways, except each article of clothing had a label in many different languages (fun!), but the laundry label was only pictures. I don't know what the pictures mean! That probably makes me a bad woman and crappy 20-years-self-laundry-doer and ugly American, but I couldn't figure out what the symbols meant. Dry clean? Hand wash? Don't use detergent?

So, thanks to the wonderful power of AskJeeves (Google failed me big time--it kinda left a dent in my online universe), I found this site that lists the American version of laundry labels. Which was close enough to what's on my new clothes. And I found some interesting labels I didn't know existed and instructions I didn't know were required for clothes (who irons?!).

I'm very familiar with this one. I used to buy all kinds of dry clean-only clothes, but recently I've realized that's quite annoying.

Did you know the lines under the little washing machine bucket mean things? I don't think I've ever seen these before. Fascinating.

And some things you're not supposed to wash. Eew.

So I realize this probably tells you more about me than I'd like, mainly that I suck at following laundry instructions, but I really did enjoy looking at all the laundry rules. Maybe it's because there are so many pictures.

Join me in flagging a blog, will you?

I don't care what you think about a candidate's views--personal attacks on a candidate's children, especially a baby with down syndrome, are out of line, inappropriate, and despicable. This blog is dedicated to the youngest child of Governor Sarah Palin, and I hope enough of us can flag this blog or contact Blogger to convince them to remove it. (I realize there are probably plenty of nasty sites around, but it irks me this is a Blogger entry.)

Why do people think it's ok to attack someone's sweet baby in such a way? Horrible. It wasn't ok when the press hounded the teenage Chelsea Clinton, and it's not ok to do it now.

Cheap shots.

(I got this story from Right Wing News, but partisanship aside, that blog is indeed real and nasty.)