One non-spoilery thing about TAR: I don't think Uchenna and Joyce should be doing this race, since they already won $1 million back in TAR7. Also, Romber shouldn't be raising simply because they annoy the hell out of me, and this is their fourth go-around on reality TV, so they've annoyed me for quite some time.

Am I crazy to have a Catholic wedding ceremony when I am not, in fact, Catholic? I don't care so much about the ceremony mass and jazz, but all the pre-wedding counseling and stuff-- are there any non-catholics who have gone through it and can advise? Is anyone familiar with doing it with a foreign parish?

My Minion went through this a while back, bon. They spent a great deal of time finding a parish that would a) consent to marry them in the first place and b) not require him to do and say things that he couldn't reconcile himself with. It took a lot of stress to find, but once they found a priest/parish who they felt would treat him with respect, I recall it went okay.

Ah. I was all, "football is over! Why is this happening?"

I put the leftover pizza in the oven - they guys can figure out what they want to do whenever

Hmm. I don't find the "Go hug Auntie Mary" thing even slightly weird or uncomfortable. Not in the exhortation, nor in the "Auntie" since that was the simplest way to keep us from having to call people by their surnames.

I had forgotten TAR even started tonight, so I'm glad it ran late for you guys, so that I can now record it.

Lee, if you don't break in your mattress properly by taking a nap, it'll never really work right. And you don't want that, do you?

I really wouldn't. Luckily, that is no longer a problem since my reading in bed plan worked exactly didn't go the way I thought it would.

Also, I don't have to work tomorrow. YAY.

I feel so much better knowing you have properly napped today, Lee. I would have been disappointed in you, otherwise.

My horoscope today:

The level of romance in your life is about to go up, up, up! The sky's the limit when it comes to the amount of chemistry between you and a very special someone.

Hmmmm... I wonder who the special someone is?

Good job, Lee -- nap strong!

I've been napping most of the day, and barely feel like I wasted it. I woke up and went and taught two hours, mostly assistant-free (I hate that--it really cuts into my comedy options), even participating in the warmup and running by myself to get the flow of blood to my head up to useful levels. That and a 12oz Red Bull.

Barely worked. I mean, I felt like last night's drugs (went to the ER) had worn off, since I was clueful and stuff, but even after all that I came home and fell right into bed without even finishing my protein smoothie.

Nappity nap nap. Now to try and go finish watching Psych.

With a big extended family it's not so weird (though still, ordering a shy or non-huggy kid to hug isn't made of awesome), but I found it uncomfortable to (1) go someplace for a Buffy-viewing evening at which there was a rotating group of 10-25 people, some of whom the kid had never seen before; (2) watch the kid be scolded and punished in front of a roomful of near-strangers all evening for infractions ranging from not cleaning his plate to peeing in his diaper instead of using the toilet to not being silent during Buffy (he was 2 1/2 at the time); and then (3) see him forced to perform like a trained seal of baby love and hug all those semi-strangers goodbye and call them Auntie and Uncle Whoever.

Some parents treat everyone like family (and God knows some kids are longing for the hugging but just too shy to do it without a nudge), but some parents treat their kids like accessories. They want a good smacking.