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I think the main problem with Vicki's clothing is fit. I don't agree that women over 50 can never show some decolletage or cleavage. Also, knees are knees. Some people have good looking ones; many people don't. Even when I was younger, if I hid everything one person or another had a problem with, I would need a burqa. But everyone looks better in clothes that fit them better. Vicki tends to wear things too tight. This actually makes her look large. She needs a tailor, a common need for women, especially those with curves. After all, I am 53 and was on stage on Saturday night wearing a miniskirt (with textured tights), tall boots, and my boobs pushed up so high your could serve dinner off of them. No one seemed to have a problem with it.

Okay, I kind of think Josh deserves getting screamed at in the fundie rehab or at least by someone, but I would also like to see him get some real help for his issues. Dude has some serious, deep-rooted problems with the way he views and treats women. As to Cisco, he seems so sweet and sincere. I want to break him out of RU, give him a big bear hug and tell him he's okay and he doesn't need to hate himself or to believe he is disappointing god.

I live in a city. Our neighbors try to block our street for Halloween which is pretty dangerous. People cannot see the barricades until they are right on top of them. We live in what has become a very popular neighborhood with a lot of bars, clubs and restaurants. So it is hopping on the weekends and on Halloween. When I am working, I am usually out of town. So for many years I missed Halloween. The one year I was home, I bought about eight bags of candy, all chocolate. I didn’t know what to expect. It seems everyone sits on their front steps with their bowls of candy so the kids don’t have to climb up and ring the bell. Ruins it a bit for me. I like the whole ritual of opening the door and acting surprised/scared/laughing depending on the costume. One of our neighbors has four kids. I do feel sorry for them because he has some untreated mental health issues. However, the oldest boy started grabbing snickers out of my bowl, loading up his bag. I had already given each child two handfuls of candy (and I have some damn big hands). Being the jerk that I am, I raised the bowl up high and asked his sisters and little brother what their favorite candy was. I then gave each of them many of their favorites. And I told them they got extra for being polite. I haven’t bought candy this year but I need to since I’ll be home. I have no idea how many kids still go out, so I will probably overbuy. If I buy too early or keep the extra in the house, I’ll go snack happy. So I’m waiting to buy and already have a place to donate any extras.

OMG. Mechelle is pulling into your town and unloading trick-or-treaters from her clown car vagina! (I'll let myself out).

Now I am going to be looking at guys and wondering if they have aged leather balls. I'm pretty sure I know some who do.

Last night I went to dinner with two very attractive guys who are doing construction on my house. My neighbors have been asking me how I get all the cute guys for my project. We ended up having more than a few margaritas. Let’s just say it wasn’t one too many; it was a pitcher too many. And that pitcher was shared by only two of us because one of the guys had to leave. The lead guy had parked his car in front of my driveway. Parking is hard to find in my neighborhood. He was too drunk to drive, so he left the car there overnight. Now my very gossipy neighbors are thinking I got lucky, very lucky.

CofCinci, I started watching, then my contractors came over. I ended up going out for dinner with them and having way too many drinks. In a roundabout way, I think RU is turning me to alcohol. There was a prayer request from someone named Josh. Josh is praying to keep him and to prove his character and that he'd walk with the Spirit. Of course, we don't know if that is our Josh. Although as prayers go, that sounds more sincere than someone praying for a new van.

They do make the equivalent of puppy pads for people. My sister's best friend is a nurse who works with the chronically ill and hospice patients. When my sister was in her last days, her friend showed up with all of the supplies to make life more comfortable which included special bed pads. The difficult thing is convincing people to go in the bed. After all, potty training was a pretty big step for all of us and (at least I hope) we've all been able to keep up with what we learned,

I'm not sure it's the yogurt that caused his excited outburst. I think he needs to be put on the sex offenders registry. Dude got all worked up because his wife and kids were making yummy noises (TM Young Frankenstein). He could at least pound one out in another room. As to the Snoop Dogg pistachio commercial, it might read correctly to people who are familiar with medical marijuana. Otherwise it looks like he's popping pistachios like pills. That's not quite the recreational drug use people joke about.

Ink Bastard says it all. Show me talent, not douchebags. I can only hope St. Marq loses the first challenge next season. I know Oliver is a renowned tattooist, but I would so much want to slap that toothpick out of his mouth, I would have a hard time sitting for a tattoo.

Okay, this seals the deal. I love Dr. Nassif. He got verklempt over Luci being more confident and outgoing and being able to do more with her daughter. He really did an incredible job on Luci. They focused on the nose, but he also pulled her face forward, creating a normal profile and corrected the connection from the brow ridge to the bridge of her nose. As for Dr. Dubrow, he is so unprofessional. Before he looks at her nipples he starts to talk about nipple loss and using leeches. Why unnecessarily scare a post-op person? After all that, her breasts were still lopsided. E really needs to give up on creating other shows for Dubrow. The after show was painful. What a waste of time.

Years ago, before cell phones, I was in Fresno, CA, on a Sunday morning,. I was gay bashed by a group of men who proceeded to chase me in my car until I drove the wrong way on a one-way street, into on-coming traffic. I got to safety and called 911. I was basically told that they had very few police working on Sunday mornings. Or, as the operator explained it, "They have families too. They want to spend time with them and go to church." When I caught up with my friends, I suggested we start knocking off liquor stores. After all, there were so few police working, they wouldn't know where to go. In the cardiac surgical unit at Cleveland Clinic, while the patients are in surgery, they have a nurse explain to the families what they will see in the CSICU. They emphasize that you should figure out if you'll be okay going in and also how to alert someone if you don't feel okay/are getting overwhelmed. After all, they don't need you to become another patient. It is an excellent program. I am so glad the nurse was on it and helped you so you could be there for your mom. . On to the healing phase for mom!

Only if there is a special "masculine" wash to be used on the detachable penis.

Between Peck's "formal toothpick" and Chris wearing something other than overalls, I almost thought I was watching the wrong show. Bouncing Matt based on his live tattoo was silly. After doing a 35 hour tattoo, he should have been allowed to compete through the final. With that said, I absolutely loved Kruseman's tattoo. I want to stare at it for hours to see every little detail. Not so much with Chris' tattoo. So congrats to Kruseman.

CalicoKitty, May I just say "ooooooooowwwwwwwwwwww!" That's going to hurt for awhile. Glad you're okay.

The lavender is supposed to be calming and soothing. So according to Summer's Eve, women relax after a bad day by washing their external genitalia with lavender scented "feminine" wash. Y'know, nothing relaxes me like washing my labia. I spend hours in the shower rubbing overly perfumed soaps all over it. Then I finish my evening by eating sweetened milk snot, er, yogurt.. Oh wait, I am not a TV commercial woman. I might take a shower at the end the day but not to spend quality time with my "V". And I understand that unless I get seriously over-zealous when bathing, I am not washing my vagina. It's a self-cleaning model. Now I am imaging spurting catheters. Thanks for that. Someone needs to explain to the writer that language matters.

Wanderwoman, two key points: 1) My family could be an entire season of Maury combined with the worst of the Real Housewives. 2) I am having a lot of construction done on my house. The tile guy has fallen behind because his son is sick. The foreman finally told me about it. I told him I understand. In fact, I would lose respect for him of he stayed here putting in grout while his son is being taken in for tests (they have to take him to a different city for specialists – shades of Maisie). Of course he needs to be there. I then told the team about your husband. Just now that there is a whole team of (very attractive) construction guys that are ready to kick his ass. While it has been crazy around here, I have to say how happy I am to be around so many good fathers. I wish they could sit your husband down and get through to him.

My favorite moment of the night was the look on Shannon's face when she was standing behind Tamra at the baptism. They caught her mid-eye roll and with a smirk on her face. She somehow expressed my feelings perfectly. Otherwise, I am very tried of this season. Can we put a fork in it yet? It is so far past done, it is burnt, crusty and turning to ash.

That is what I was going to ask. It's a miracle! He was executed and came back from the dead. Hallelujah!

I've always suspected that Chris is gay. Caroline will not be amused. Oh wait, Caroline is never amused.

Lube is of the devil! That would be admitting you want to have sex and that it should at least be comfortable if not enjoyable.

This was the first thing I read this morning. Well played. Fortunately I was not drinking anything or my laptop would have had a shower. "Lurch head". First, this is horrifying. There should be a law against close ups of Jim Bob. Second, he is forcing his smile so hard that it looks like he is in pain. He is so regularly inappropriate in public I contend this face is happening because he is trying to push through some severe constipation. Either that or he is posing for illustrators doing a smiling Moe Szyzlak.

I have a love hate relationship with the catheter cowboy. I would be much more surprised if he told us about his catheterization pain then explained that he wanted more of it. I too seem to be watching shows for this demographic. One night I hit the trifecta - catheter cowboy, tena pads and the penis pump. "If you have a brain in your head . . . . " "Why take the best thing in life out of life?" I have a moderate to severe case of love for that ad.

Thanks, Micks Picks. I woke up feeling thirsty but fine. I did check anything I posted or texted last night. At least I'm a fun drunk. It looks like RU deleted my lustful comments but they left the rest of my drunk postings. I am re-watching some of RU on the search for Josh using the tips people have posted. Their whole program seems like such a waste. Every time they show one of their success stories, the person seems creepy. Maybe that's why Josh is a good candidate for them. He's always creepy.

It looks like they may have removed the block for my drunk, lusting after inappropriate people, possessed by Satan self. I guess we'll see next week. Maybe they'll reach out to me to offer me help.