Last week I absorbed some recent episodes of SNL while stitching up pillowcases, and watched Rihanna perform for the very first time. I’ll admit, when I hear her on the radio I can’t discern her voice from any other singer, but good Lord that woman is gorg. The mermaid hair! The red lips and nails! Those eyelashes! Stunning.

Here’s one of maybe two scenes I liked in “Magic Mike”: the hot guy from “True Blood” on a sewing machine. Ooooweee, that’s sexy. In case you were wondering, this was the other scene I liked. Um, duh.

Here’s the Boy enjoying a big ol’ margarita at a Mexican restaurant last week. We went out to watch a friend of ours perform.

Here she is warming up while her music partner sips a beer.

The audience included four very drunken obese women who kept loudly requesting “more country” (which, thankfully, our friend ignored) and an elderly black man in a beret who slithered in and yelled at the Boy across the room to turn his phone off, which the Boy was using (with permission) to take photos of the duo since my camera died right after I snapped the two photos above (of course). I had a handful of chips and bean dip, 1/2 of a Sprite (most restaurants do not carry my favorite non-alcoholic beverage, ginger ale, which is a damn shame), and felt 0% guilt.

I have a ton of photos to upload from a post-wedding party we went to Saturday night but Flickr is being a Pain in my Ass right now so they’ll have to wait. Yesterday’s plans with Corinne were foiled by the weather–it rained heavily with lots of wind and forced me and the dogs to stay inside, other than a quick trip to the gym and store. Today, however–a little blue in the sky! Yay for Broad Plans!