Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
I hope you enjoy all of your delicious Australian Man Candy! I made sure I started my Oz day the right way: with some of The Chaser and a few Tim Tams. I hope you all find your own ways to celebrate the day.
If you need something else to chew on today, might I suggest heading over to Shanna Germain's place for an appetizer. If you missed your amuse-bouche yesterday, run over to Craig's first. Then, you can catch up with everyone for the rest of the week. Sounds delightful, no? Come on, every one's doing it.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
But, I can't help it. And, it's not my fault. I mean, I do all I can. I live 10,000 miles away from it. I try not to email, call or Google Australia more than necessary. I don't cyber-stalk it on Facebook or Myspace. I try and stay aloof so as not to turn myself into a quivering pool of craziness every time Australia comes around.
But, Australia isn't making it easy on me. It keeps beckoning me, teasing me, torturing me with its charms. What is a girl to do? I'm only human. Every time I think I'm safe, they throw me another curve ball. Another wonderfully delicious distraction from Down Under.
Hugh Jackman. Julian McMahon. Ben Lee. Russell Crowe. Those things I could handle. Then, they started to get personal. Shirtless Hotties. AFL games available on satellite television. Tim Tams. Summer Heights High. The Toll Collector. In short, Australia started to mess with my boundaries.
Now, I find out they are taking it one step further. One of my favorite Australian shows, The Chasers War on Everything is coming to American television. Okay, Australia. I give. Haven't I made it clear that I'm yours. Why do you have to keep messing with me?
I surrender. I'm powerless against you. You could do anything, and I'd be into it. Even put out the inevitable concept album that no one else will buy but me. You know I love you, Oz. Don't make me keep proving it.