The World is controlled by…

…13 year old girls with babysitting money and cell phones.

I wish I could take credit for that quote as I think it’s pure genius, but I can’t.  It was said by Frank Martin on Twitter tonight.  (Are you twittering?  You should be.)

It was not his time to go.  It wasn’t.  I never saw him going all the way, but I saw him going a little further than he did.

I’m bummed.

Really, really bummed.

I guess now I’ll pull for David Cook.

And while I’m on the American Idol soapbox… I watched bits and pieces of last night’s show today.  I won’t get into the whole Jesus is now a shepard in the song at the end (which, I will say that I thought it was great that they sang it regardless of that change because MILLIONS got a piece of the Word last night) but WHAT WAS UP WITH MILEY CYRUS??????????????????????????

The whole time I was watching her “when can I see you again” I was thinking “where is the Miley that *I* know?” you know, because I know her oh so well.

She was too, I can’t think of the word…. too… grown up?  maybe?

The gestures, the moves, etc… I just didn’t find that appropriate for the fan base that she has.  And I was shocked, really.  I don’t think that I’m being too harsh, as I’ve conferred with others.

I was dissappointed.

In other news, today I treated myself to a manicure, pedicure and eyebrow wax.  All three were long overdue, and I swear, after the wax, I think if I would’ve stepped on the scale I would’ve been two pounds lighter.

And the whole makeup thing?

Somehow I went from a little bag with four items (lip gloss, mascara, eye liner, and one eyeshadow which i never wore) to this box with lots and lots of stuff in it.

I bought a new mascara that was recommended on Chic Critique (I heart this site….) and I LOVE it… and an eye lash curler.  I was curious.  I really think those should come with instructions better than they were… like a video or a pamphlet to show you how to use it.

Or maybe, just maybe, I should leave well enough alone.  Not sure how I feel about it, or if my lashed really NEED curling.  But it’s now tucked in my little box with the rest of my stuff.

And I think I’ve found some color combinations that I like.

I could go on and on about other aspects of my life that need a comment here or comment there, but I’ll spare you…

at least for tonight.

I’m going to curl up in my bed (there’s a post in and of itself) and call it a day.

Until next time…