I wish I could say that Mike and I are having a gay old time looking at home plans online, picking out fixtures, carpeting, and countertops, and daydreaming about our perfect life in a new home, but apparently we’ll be moving into a van down by the river since we weren’t approved for our mortgage.

I’m pissed and frustrated and disappointed.

And embarrassed.

But I know its not the end of the world. We’ll work our asses off for the next 6 months, be tighter than a virgin’s daughter with our money, and all will be right with the world.

We made our bed, now we have to lay in it.

Even if it is an inflatable mattress.

I swear that the only useful thing my husband brought with him when we got married with a toaster oven. I’d never had one before and now I can’t believe I ever lived without one.

With my new found love of all things Kitchenaid, I’m dying to get my hands on a Kitchenaid toaster oven, but I need a substantial amount of toaster oven recipes to justify the purchase.

Here’s one of my favorites. Have any others to share?

Mexican Muffin Pizza

1 oz. pared, cubed avocado
1/2 med. tomato, diced
1/4 c. scallions, chopped
2 tsp. lime juice
1 English muffin, split & toasted
1/2 c. low sodium salsa
1 1/2 oz. Cheddar cheese, shredded

In small bowl, combine avocado, tomato, scallions, and lime juice; set aside. Preheat boiler of toaster oven. Spread salsa evenly on muffin halves and sprinkle with cheese. Broil 5 to 7 minutes, until bubbly. Top evenly with avocado mixture.

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My goal in life is to eventually become a member of the Red Hat Club. I don’t know when or why I decided this, but the opportunity to wear a flashy hat seems as good a reason as any.

To facilitate this goal, a few of us like to get together and pound back a few pot pies…and Mediterranean bread…and salad with sour cream garlic and sweet & sour poppyseed dressing  at Chicago Pizza & Oven Grinders from time to time, and that’s just what we did on Sunday afternoon.

We ate. We laughed. We made fools of ourselves (wait…was that just me?). It was delightful.

@michpendergrass, @ladygaga and @ItsToni

Holy cow – my glasses do kind of make me look like Harry Caray.

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Ever since I heard about Cirque du Soliel’s new show, Banana Shpeel, I’ve been dying to get my hands on tickets, but you know – we need a HOUSE in two months, so tickets aren’t really getting the budgetary consideration they deserves at the moment.

Banana Shpeel is a Vaudevillesque spectacular with inappropriate humor and sparkly costumes – two of my favorite things ever.

There’s intrigue and mystery and a love triangle. And something about a Banana Man that I can’t quite grasp because I’m distracted by all the sparkly costumes.

The show is going to be running in New York and Chicago, so of course, the Chicago stations had to start running commercials for the show a few weeks ago. Every other commercial is Banana Shpeel, Banana Shpeel, BANANA SHPEEL – it’s like they really want to rub it in that TICKETS ARE AVAILABLE and chances are SLIM TO NONE that my butt will land in a seat at The Chicago Theatre.

I’m currently weighing the pros and cons of being homeless versus seeing Banana Shpeel.

Until I make my decision, you need to go see Banana Shpeel for me – or buy me tickets and send me on your behalf. I prefer the later, but it’s entirely up to you.

I don’t keep a hairstyle for longer than six months. Long, short, red, blond, no bangs, bangs. My hairstylist knows I’ll try just about anything, which begs the question – why has no one ever suggested this hairstyle for me?