Oh, and Hunter's MySpace page is running now: http://www.myspace.com/huntersstroud
Please take a second to listen. He wrote the music and lyrics to all of them!
Since when do I like boys in saggy shorts, wife-beaters and untied Adidas? Since right this second.
**UPDATE** THIS is why I don't feel too badly about making fun of Victoria, mmkay?
Last night it dawned on me what a "Mother-in-Law" I have become. I heard myself saying things to Dayna like, "well, of COURSE Felix's belly hurts. He's not consistently given one kind of formula. I always fed my babies the same kind so as not to upset their little systems". Oh God. And (in a baby voice, right in front of Dayna's back) "you don't get enough baths, Felix...do you? Do you?" So he was a little sour-smelling...BIG DEAL. (A friend of mine calls that scent, "Stinky Delicious!) WHAT am I thinking? I'm turning into my ex-mother-in-law who damn near drove me to drink. I STILL get outraged when I think of the things she said and put me through...and here I am, doing the same horrible things to MY precious daughter-in-law.
What is going on here? Do I wish I could have my babies again and maybe do things differently? Am I envious of Dayna's place in the family now? Do I look at her gorgeous, tiny size 2 body right after Felix was born and feel a bit of resentment because I have stretchmarks and loose skin and she doesn't? Was I used to being "the only girl" in a house full of boys? My answer is: Sometimes.
Alex wasn't the only one who fell in love with Dayna five years ago. We ALL did. She's smart, hilarious, beautiful and very hardworking. Because of her I have a darling grandson.
Maybe my being overly self-aware isn't such a bad thing. Now, if only I could keep my pie-hole shut.
Oh dear Lord. Sir Richard Branson is taking reservations for his first trip to SPACE via his fancy Virgin rocketship. Looky who signed up! I am positive Paris Hilton means every word of this, as reported to Starpulse:
Paris is reportedly a little apprehensive about the trip.
“I’m very scared to do it,” she says. “What if I don’t come back? With the whole light-years thing, what if I come back 10,000 years later, and everyone I know is dead? I’ll be like, ‘Great. Now I have to start all over.’”
I love the photo above. There's no way on God's green earth, you can fake this kind of love between two people. I have been looking at picture and picture of these two. I can't find a single shot where one cannot actually feel the warmth between them. I like to think I'm an amateur professor of body language. You can tell when things just don't feel right. This feels right..
What do you think?
Tom Cruise took to the stage, joking that “Matt and I talk two, three, four times a day,” before commenting to Lauer, “You’re the one who told me to talk about Katie Holmes on Oprah! Before leaving the stage, Tom Cruise joked, “I can’t believe I flew all the way out here…lose my number, you glib putz.”
Matt Lauer got in last jab, however, saying “Why don’t you sit down? We’ll get you a booster seat!”
Heh. Good one, Matt.
At the risk of sounding like "Brody" in Kevin Smith's classic Mall Rats, that kid is stinking up NYC again with her sweaty feet. Not to mention Katie is bundled up for the crisp fall day and Suri's running around with bare legs, bare arms and no socks, AGAIN. I'm going to beat this dead horse every chance I get.
This blog is a place for me to ramble on about topics that interest me and/or get my goat. The celebrity gossip might just be snippy hearsay, which is not admissible in a court of law; in other words, I'm just tellin' ya what I heard. Please do join in!