High on the green backs.
Like I have money on the line.
160 dollars high.
Ok, maybe that is not much dough, but in this recession..many people could use a little stimulus package worth that kind of pocket change these days. Like that octuplet mom, Nadya Suleman. Wait never mind..I guess it is the California tax payers who are gonna need some money after she sticks them with her hospital bill.
Forget her....I need to win this high steaks game so I can blow it on a few hour long hot stone massages, or maybe some nice high thread count Egyptian cotton sheets. Maybe get online and order more drugs from India?? Hmmm, I am sure I will find something to satisfy the Hussy's deranged needs.
How is the Hussy in this financial high steaks game? Well first I must a admit a guilty pleasure of mine I have been hiding in the Hussy closet. Right next to my silver Fox Anderson Cooper, and my shake your bom bom Ricky Martin. They have been hiding in the closet for some time now too.
Well I guess there is no other way to say it than to just blog it right out here. I, the Hussy Housewife, am addicted to reality T.V. But that is not what got me in this $160 dollar high steaks game. One of my favorite shows is the grandfather of all reality shows, next to the Real World. (shout out to Eric Nies and his 12 pack) The show that was the pioneer of the idea of "alliances" (no shout out to Richard Hatch and his naked butt) The show survivor!
I have watched EVERY season. Used to always have a girls Survivor night every Thursday night up until last year.
Thought many, many times about auditioning and sending in a tape. I figure as a retired Environmental Biologist..I could do well in the elements for 30 some days. When I had a career, before I hung up my Carhartts and hiking boots to become a mother, I had spent many a days out in the middle of now where. Gone days with out a shower....been COVERED in many bug bites....and backpacked all over northern Idaho. Out fished and out shot and out hiked my male counter parts much to their dismay. I figure I could take a shot at "Outwit, Outplay, Outlast"
The only thing that always stops me from doing it (beside that fact that I can't be fake) is of how picky of a eater I am. I don't like fish at all. (I know..and I grew up in Alaska..puke) I would starve to death, have no energy. Thus ends my dream. My fire, my torch snuffed out.
So the next best thing the Hussy could do is get in a Survivor Tocantins pool. Me and 15 other people put in $10 dolla..dolla..bills yo! We each picked a cast mate, well except me. My hubby was late getting to the feeding frenzy for me and so I got the leftovers. Who did I end up with?
Occupation: Former Pop Star
WHAT!! I got a POP STAR? IF the others find out that she is a Grammy nominated singer, successful author, and a wife of a former NFL pro...I am screwed worse than Michael Phelps Kellogg's-endorsement-bong scandal. They will vote her rich arse out faster than you can say Rod Blagojevich. Then I thought, heh..this may be good. With the Obama fever going on, and it being Black History month....My chocolate sista and I may just have a shot at winning this survivor pool. As long as Al Sharpton doesn't opened his mouth in the next few months. We may be cool.
So I need all you to help the Hussy, and root for Mrs. Taj. It premiers Thursday, February 12, 8:00pm ET/PT Who is with me?? Can I get a KA-KAW?
Ohhh, and for your listening pleasure..here is a video clip on my girl Taj in her girl group SWV(Sister's With Voices) back in the day. A little blast from the past on your arse!