I am actually watching Dancing With the Stars right now. You’d think, as a former dancer, this would be my kind of show. But, I’m sorry, this is no So You Think You Can Dance. And the fact that I am actually watching this show is proof that Mondays SUCK for TV. But, don’t mind me, I’m just bitter because my PVR neglected to record last night’s episode of Celebrity Apprentice.


LOVE. (Get well soon, Bret!)

Maybe my PVR didn’t record Celebrity Apprentice because it was recording MTV’s The City Aftershow and the finale of Survivor: Heroes vs. Villains at the same time. BEST SURVIVOR EVER, by the way.


LOVE. And, you’re right, Russell, all that matters is AMERICA loves you. Also Canada. You’ll always be the best player ever to me. Also Boston Rob.


SWOON.

While I’m at it, maybe I should just admit to you once and for all that I’m a huge Justin Bieber fan. Baybeh, baybeh, baybeh, ohhhh!


#TWIEBER, FTW! *Cough.*

Oh, come on, you know you love it. And I know I’m not the only one…. The other morning, the Monkey had something very important to whisper to me, wide-eyed:

Mama, a girl in Grade 3 told me there’s a chocolate factory? And it takes you to Hollywood! And to Justin BEAVER!

Awesome. Almost as awesome as this little gem:

Maybe after Space it’s Heaven, and after Heaven it’s a scary world where there are cow aliens.

I’m still amazed that she’s thinking about what’s after Space. I thought I was the only one who thought about stuff like that on a regular basis. Like, what’s beyond INFINITY? I mean, THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING!?!?!

Before I send you away to contemplate that (let me know what you come up with), here’s an update on our new puppy! In case you haven’t heard, we’ve named her BETTY WHITE — not too far off from the Korean name “HINDUNG,” meaning “WHITE,” that she came to us with, right? It totally suits her. BETTY!

Check out the BLING….

So far Betty’s totally low maintenance, and she’s making us all really, really happy. Aside from a little de-worming incident — and I honestly don’t know what’s worthier of ewwww than a stunning combination of poop and worms — she’s utter perfection. She doesn’t even seem to need much training. The Monkey, on the other hand, does, ALAS….

Love!

xo Haley-O

*UPDATE*: Based on the comments, I think I should point out (didn’t think I had to because YOU all know my type by now — BRUTISH, HAIRY, MANLY — *cough,* CLIVE OWEN, *cough*). I don’t have the hots for Beiber (I could totally be his MOTHER). It’s all about the muuuuusic! Baybeh, baybeh, baybeh, ohhhhh!

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