Mrs. CPA

The News at 9

Tonight's lead stories:

Snow!  Wait... freezing rain!!!  Wait...  Ice pellets!!!  OMG OMG OMG!  Bread, milk, and Liquor are sold out all over town.

American Idol has brought good publicity to Birmingham (not because we've had three Idols from here but...) because everyone said THANK YOU after getting their ass handed to them by Simon, Randy, and for one day only, Princess Percocet.

Possible Ice!  Falling from the sky!!!  Read our weather blog!

A guy tried to rob a Pizza Hut with a knife.  One of the employees thwarted his "stick" up by hitting him in the face with a box of frozen breadsticks.  Then they took his knife and ran him out of the store.  He used to work there. 

"I'm standing on the side of the highway in Cullman, even though nothing is happening.  Not one drop of precipitation has fallen.  It's more likely that I will get hit by an 18 wheeler than that an accumulating winter mix will actual fall from the sky here.  Back to you in the studio, Tracey."

I can't stand it anymore.  Mr. Cheeks couldn't either. 

Black socks with pjs? Check.
Mismatched pants and shirt? Check.
Drool? Snoring? Falling asleep while (mom's) watching TV and live commenting on American Idol? Check. 

Just like Daddy.

And just In case you didn't catch it - OMG!! Snow! Freezing Rain!!!  Sleet!!!  OMG!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!

Random Randomness

• I have become a cliche.  I went to Sonic and ordered supper for TP and me.  A Cheeseburger, fries, popcorn chicken, onion rings, and a Diet Coke.  I'm sure all the car hops were laughing at my order.  I also did this ordering in my pajamas.  My car hop actually had roller skates on.  The old school, four wheeled kind with rainbow laces. 
• I have always heard that you should never, under any circumstances, call or go to the pediatrician on a Monday unless it is life or death.  But they had flu vaccines, and Mr. Cheeks really needed one.  So we went and sat next to a very nice little boy named Ben for an hour and a half.  All for a 5 minute shot, which made him cry a lot. 
• My mom called last night and said she forgot her alarm clock and she didn't know how to work the dog sit-ee's alarm.  She asked if I would call and wake her up at 5 am.  Not a problem.
• We had a daycare fundraiser on Sunday after church.  I made my famous Mexican corn bread and shrimp tartlets.  TP and I always donate babysitting services for the silent auction and we went for $65.  Someone brought quail.  They didn't get all the shot out before they cooked and served it. 
• I've finally caught up on my missed TV shows.  Friday Night Lights, Heros, Desperate Housewives, Studio 60, and Grey's Anatomy are all awesome.
• The new James Patterson book, Judge & Jury, sucks.  If you haven't read it, you might not wast to read this.  It's about an FBI agent and a female, aspiring actress juror on a mob trial.  The mob boss blows up the jurors' bus using an Israeli killer for hire.  All the jurors are on it, including the woman's son. She survives and everyone else dies.  The juror and the FBI guy hook up, and when the mob boss goes for a retrial, they attend and the mob boss blows up a catering van under the courthouse and escapes with the help of the Israeli assassin.  Mr. FBI figures out who the assassin is by LOOKING AT HIS SHOES and then comparing his face to hundreds of mug shots.  Then the FBI guy and the woman go to Israel, kidnap the assassin's son and finagle the location of the mobster.  They go to the Southern tip of Chile and find the  ranch.  The actress seduces the mobster and the FBI guy kills him by beating him up, shooting him, and pushing him on a glacier.  Then they go back home.  And a few years later she figures out that the Israeli is back in the US and kills him too.  The whole thing is entirely implausible and completely ridiculous.  Also predictable.  (I'm aware that it's fiction, but it's  bad fiction.)  And who in the hell is Andrew Gross, the "co-author"?  Mr. Patterson, your 400 chapters are getting on my nerves.  Admit it, you were just phoning it in on this one weren't you? 

Countdown

In two more days, possibly the most fabulous television program to ever grace a cathode ray tube will be returning with new episodes. 

That show is Grey's Anatomy.  And just when you think you can not possibly read one more blog: Grey's Anatomy has a blog.

Do not call me on Thursday night.  I will not answer.  Neither will Sily Hilly.

Watched last night: The Class (CBS, funny, pretty good), Studio 60 (NBC, good, will watch more), Deal or No Deal (NBC, that gigantic man had $3 million in his case!!! Does anyone else start thinking about what they would do if they won the exact amount of cash that the person goes home with?)