It's pretty remarkable that I've seen The Blacklist finale already, because it's one of the shows that Aaron and I watch together, which usually means we're weeks behind. But we did a little binge watching and got caught up on that one.
During that marathon, I noticed art imitating life (or the other way around). One of the episodes was about a criminal called the "Kingmaker," who helped politicians by killing off their opponents. Now, this episode was shot and aired way before Monday, but that also happened to be the day that Clay Aiken's opponent in the North Carolina congressional primary died suddenly. Hmmmmm, did Clay hire the Kingmaker?
***Disclaimer: I am not accusing Aiken of anything! And if you go to his website, the only thing you'll find right now is a statement of sympathy and suspension of campaign activities for the time being.
In another "art imitates life" moment, on last week's Good Wife, Alicia defended a business mogul (Tom Skerritt) who couldn't stop putting his foot in his mouth, reminiscent of the recent shenanigans of one Donald Sterling, owner of the LA Clippers. What a tool.
You all know I have a TV obsession, and so do a couple other bloggers I read. Jana at The Townhouse Pioneer recently wrote about multitasking while watching TV (I'm doing it right now) and Christina at Easily Entertained has posts this week about the network Upfronts, when next season's lineups are announced.
This week in breast cancer, meet my new friend:
I officially apologize to anyone I may have made fun of for experiencing hot flashes. They seriously suck. (I've been thrust into menopause because I can't take hormones anymore due to my diagnosis.)
This past winter, during the polar vortex bullshit, I spent most of my time in front of this:
Why can't we make this happen?
And if anyone DOES make it happen, I expect royalties.
Another thing cancer fucked up: I could be in Australia right now. I had the opportunity to go to Melbourne with a friend but I ultimately decided that I didn't want to be so far away from home and Aaron for so long. It was the right decision and I don't regret it, but I'm pissed that I had to make it at all.
Meanwhile, last night I rocked it out at karaoke. Besides my usual "Killing Me Softly," I also sang these:
(You kind of have to skip the first 90 seconds of "All That Jazz."
I agree - time is FLYING. How do you like the chillow? I'm ALWAYS hot in the middle of the night, and was thinking of trying one out. Hope you are doing well!ReplyDelete
I have never had a hot flash at almost 58. I was on the pill til 56, now on HRT. I will probably have to be weaned off at my next gyno visit. I wonder if those bioidentical hormones would be safe. If so, I wish we could all afford them and the blood tests to check levels. My gyno practice does not "do" them. I really do think with all the period bullsh*t, we should not even have menopause.ReplyDelete
I LOVE The Blacklist. I tweet during the episode, it is fun and I cannot watch all the gore. Can't wait til the fall season starts.
God bless and Goddess speed to you.
Love Steph's MOMMA
Linda, I thought of you and your aversion to all the violence in The Blacklist. There was a lot of it this week!Delete
I want a chillow SO BAD. We're still figuring out the best way to circulate air in our house...and last night was unbearably hot. And it's the worst when your pillow just feels hot too.ReplyDelete
I've shared the chillow with so many people that I should be getting money from them.... glad it's your new friend!ReplyDelete
You definitely should, Lisa! Thank you again!Delete
I want to go to,karaoke with you again. I know I've expressed this before, but I bought it again, so there.ReplyDelete
haha Clay looks so young. time sure does fly by.ReplyDelete
Thanks for the shout out, girl! I'm glad I'm not the only one totally wrapped up in TV news! Love Is A Battlefield is one of my all time favorite songs! I bet you rocked it!ReplyDelete
UGH at the hot flashes. Cripes.ReplyDelete
Oh my gosh, I've been wanting a Chillow! I have horrible night sweats from my meds. I think I may need to go out and get one since it has the Gwen Seal of Approval!ReplyDelete
I'm so sorry cancer has put a damper in plans. I know this sucks, and I wish I could change it all for you. But as Ive said it before, you're handling it all with grace and gusto, and all this shit will be a thing of the past. And then you get to say "I'm Gwen Coco, and I beat cancer, BITCHES!"
Love you <3
You pretty much rock, sorry I hadn't expressed that to you before now. I am so sorry for the struggle and I know you will kick ass! and on a side note, the guy who died is from here. as is Clay. and I just cannot take him serious running for office so if he wins, I will be beyond annoyed as it will actually have an effect on my life;)ReplyDelete