I never posted about the Oscars. Dale and I watched it with our friend and neighbor, Tara V. We ate chips, dips, and shrimps and I won the Oscar ballot–I got 11. It was a quiet scene, not the parties of yore we used to enjoy at my girl Paula’s parties!
It was still fun to watch the pretty dresses, the bizarre plastic surgery, and the spectacle. Seriously, how weird did John Travolta look? What is he up to with those hair plugs and that wacked-out face/mask he was sporting?