My love for Gene Kelly knows no bounds. I'm currently watching Summer Stock for the first time ever (How is this possible?) and I just can't get behind the Gene/Judy thing. Is there no chemistry there or am I just jealous because a long-dead Judy is moving in on my long-dead Gene...for pretend? PRETTY PLEASE DON'T ANSWER THAT.
A Love Eternal
Speaking of undying love, I'm confident that I will never, ever grow tired of eating these four things: Kit Kats, McDonalds Double Cheeseburgers, Jello Jigglers, and Ramen (Chicken. With the little freeze-dried "veggies" unceremoniously shaken out and tossed in the trash before they have time to defile my sodium feast.) On a scale of 1 - Gross, how gross am I? PRETTY PLEASE DON'T ANSWER THAT EITHER.
This morning, Duke woke up, stretched, yawned, pranced over to where George was sleeping, looked at him nicely, and then sneezed directly in his face. I love this dog!