Monday, August 17, 2009

When the cats away...the mouse has full control of the remote.


OK so hubby is out for the week, and I have to admit I am a little excited at the prospect of having full control of the tube. Since moving to our new place I have rarely gotten in an hour of TV. If it is on it normally toggles between Nickelodeon or the Disney channel... yes I know all of the words to the iCarly theme song, who doesn't? The cat on vacation also means grocery store sushi for dinner with a side of frozen edamame, a glass of wine before bed and pay per view nude shows. OK, if you know me than you know that I don't really watch porn, but I am always up for a RealSex HBO Special while the Big Cheese is away. One because I can't certainly watch "those shows" with him here without him expecting an encore. And two, I find them truly facinating. Me likey the HBO...I mean between the RealSex and True Blood I am one fat happy tipsy mouse. And that's all I have to say about that.

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