A good Monday, Fair Gorgeouses! (Can you tell I’m stuck in the 16th century reading The Other Boleyn Girl? Loving it!) Today, I share with thee tales of FIRST MOVIE and FAT fa-freaking LIPS.

With much trepidation, we took the monkey AND the rascal to their first movie:

My GAWRSH, what a FABULOUS movie. Jim Carrey and Steve Carell? Positively SPARKLES. And, O, how I LOVE the whole world-inside-a-spec concept. It’s what I LIVE for. When I was little, I totally thought there were universes in my fingernails, and in the cells within my fingernails. I was such a little weirdo. But, LO, I should have known this book back then…. Maybe I’d have felt a little more, say, normal or something…. Cheaty TOTALLY recommends this movie….

Sorry, I can’t hear myself think. The rascal’s having a wail-a-thon. Freakin’ FRICK. Sometimes — like, on a Sunday night when you’re still battling the world’s wickedest cold — it’s just a little too much to handle. You know? Too much to handle, yes, but s’okay. I must go to him. Await my return, kindly! Adieu for now.

(While I go to him, the monkey will serenade you with her brillers rendition of Alicia Keys’ No One. She’s grateful for an audience other than Mama and JOSH. Revel!)

Uch, MARGE was just drinking from my giant Starbucks mug o’ water. Do you think I can still drink it? Or, do I have to go ALL the way back downstairs and get another? I drink it. Mmmm….

Anyway, here’s the monkey at her first movie:


Popcorn bag was BIGGER THAN HER! LAAAAA!

Here’s the rascal at his first movie:


Kiss his head! Kiss his head! It’s the most kissable head. Seriously. I’m always kissing it. Oy oy oy!

I’m surprised the monkey devoured that entire tub of popcorn (with Josh-O’s help, ‘course) because she split her lip that morn…. Salty popcorn on split lip can’t be pleasant…, can it? Check it (preferably on an empty stomach):


Ow! My poor widdo BABY!!!

There was blood EVERYWHERE when it happened — at my friend Lolo’s baby naming. ALL over her face. On her sleeves, in her ear.

Basically, she fell walking up a stair and bit her lip. She has two perfect tooth marks on her lip, where the teeth went in…. And that lip is FAT, man! My poor baby. But, she was brave, Gorgeouses. So brave.

I made a body-lovin’ healthy dinner this eve, and it was scrumptious.


Eating healthy food is the ultimate sign of self-love, ultimate proof that you really do care for your body…. I learned that from writing in a journal this weekend….

It’s a chicken stir fry. And, since I totally felt like pita, I stuffed it inside pitas like so….

It was OK. Pita got a bit mushy.

The chicken’s yellowy because I use turmeric. Which is virtually tasteless, but SO healthy for you — so say the Ayurvedics…. (Ayurveda is the diet side of Yoga….) I put turmeric in everything.

Okay, the Gorgeous GOSSIPS await. Must dash and then heal from this pesky cold with MUCH SLEEP (rascal-permitting, of course). Come join us!

Love.

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