I take back all the times I have wished I was rich and famous, with cute children and millions of adoring fans. It seems as if this isn’t the route to go in life-at least, if you’re Britney Spears. I feel for her to a point. She’s an adult who knows right from wrong and when enough is enough, however she has no one around to tell her when to stop. The media has stated how her mother isn’t around due to their “falling out”- but come on. My mom and I have had plenty of falling outs in my 34 years, but no matter what if I was in the kind of trouble Britney is in she would be the first one at my door being the parent. (I sense where Britney learned her parenting skills- what mother could let her own daughter go through this alone?). At any rate, I feel for those two little boys. They didn’t ask to have a mom who’d rather show her ‘gina in public and hang with Paris Hilton than play Legos.

Ok, enough about celebrity woes, I’m slowly, ever so slowly, coming back into the blogging world. I miss the therapeutic release I get from writing- even if I have nothing to say. I mean, the most exciting thing that happens to me is if I see an episode of Survivor Man I missed. Or, my latest television obsession- watching “How Clean Is Your House” on BBC America. There’s something about watching others who are messier and more disorganized than myself.

Oh and R.I.P. my car 1997-2007. My mother was driving it last week when some idiot pulled out of a parking lot and hit her. Thankfully she wasn’t hurt, but, alas, today the car was declared a total loss. If you want to donate to the memorial fund- please do.