CBS can eat it

Steve and I are Amazing Race fanatics. We’ve been watching for at least the past seven or eight seasons and at the beginning of each leg, we’re pissed that some of those teams get to travel to the most amazing places (hence the name) while we’re settled in on our couch. During TAR10, we decided to at least make an attempt and filmed our audition video. It was cute. To all those that saw it and continue to tease (coughMo), you have to admit it was cute! We played the newlywed/high school sweetheart card all the way and made a damn good audition tape but regretfully never heard from the producers. The season that’s on TV right now is the season we would have been on, had we made it to the next step. Of course, they’ve spent days in Osaka (it hurts), Ireland (painful) and Florence (be still, my heart!) and we get more bitter with every episode. All we wanted to do was travel and jump onto the mat in front of Phil Keoghan at the end of one leg! Now we settle for an hour every Sunday night and our Amazing Race DVD game. Unfortunately, according to Amazing Race rules, we can never audition together again now that they’ve passed on us once. Sooooo disappointing. In our absence, I hope that TK and Rachel can manage to make up their three hour deficit (plus their mandatory U-turn) and win everything. They’re so cute – as long as I imagine that they were chosen over us I can handle the rejection. Plus, we're registering for the Great Urban Race in D.C. so we will enjoy our own lame equivalent and CBS can eat it.

So I’m still sick and have been since Thursday night. It’s not sick to the point where I can’t leave the house but I’m still pretty miserable. We made our way outside for a couple of adventures in the woods with the dogs, to coach a very close Blaze game on Saturday afternoon, to shop at Target and to watch the Skins game at Morgan and Peter’s. The game was frustrating for Steve but seriously, what did people expect out of the Skins? They’re mediocre, at best. Follow my lead and support a team like the 4-12 Chiefs – they’re either damn good or really bad but at least being horrible will get you a number five draft pick (Jake Long, all the way)! Other than that, we sat home all weekend and it was relaxing. We took on the formidable task of de-Christmasing (just thought of that one, thanks) our house yesterday morning. I was dreading taking down our tree since it made the living room so homey as well as taking the holiday place settings off of the dining room table, but it is nice to be back to normal. We managed to fit a little redecorating/rearranging in and it made a huge difference. Very cozy.

I’m finding this blog more fun than Myspace or Facebook. I log into both almost every day, but then I don’t know what to do once I’m logged in. For the most part, I talk to most of these people via phone/text or in person so I don’t have the motivation to comment. I’m in a virtual social network funk. So I’m blogging.

My phrase-a-day French calendar says “Il neige!” (It’s snowing) but, in fact, it’s not. It’s something ridiculous like 63º outside and I’m surrounded by windows at work, sweating my ass off in my cute sweater. We’re going to New York in two and a half weeks and if it’s warm, I’ll cry.