Lori Drew was indicted.

I’m going to have more to say about this… Let’s face it, the internet is TOO f’ing easy to be dishonest on and I could go on and on about that for days.  But I need time to compose my thoughts first.

My friend Mateo works for a company down in the Delta.  We don’t get to see each other a whole bunch, but we IM fairly frequently.

Today’s IM rant courtesy of yours truly was about Sarah Jessica Parker and this ensemble:

Cat:  What is on her head?  If I was Kim Catrall, I would be all “Hell to the no… get that thing off of your head.”
Cat:  I mean seriously… look at it!  Look. AT. IT.  I’m so over SJP and her gushing and crazy fashion sense.
{long pause}
Mateo:  You know what I’m over?  Her horse face.  I think she’s got a shot at beating Big Brown this Saturday.

HAHAHAHAHAA!!!

I’m catching up on all my blog reading these days… Sorry I have been remiss, and if I haven’t gotten around to you, yet - well then I will.  Rest assured.  Things have been sort of nutty on all fronts, and something had to give. 

Busy summer ahead - NYC in two weeks, Eddie Izzard in June, Boston perhaps in July, and then Chicago in August where hopefully Em can play tour guide.

My mother is coming over next weekend to help me ‘clean’ - She even did her very best to not say it accusingly.  I guess after looking after my cats this past weekend, she saw that I have had NO TIME to sweep that b|tch up.  Seriously, if I can do some laundry, throw some dishes in the dishwasher and manage to fall out on my sofa in the evenings without passing out before 7 I am doing well.  I’m not saying my life is any harder than any of y’alls… just have hit a patch where I’m constantly thinking “d@mn… can you let up on me??  Like NOW???”

I had a dream last night that I walked out of a store, and a family of midgets asked me to donate to something. I said no, and they started biting my ankles and hands.

It was terrifying.

Good lord, she popped out another one?  She takes her reproduction skilz seriously.

Wedges?  To a little league game?

Of course you drive a hummer… of course you do.

Good to see she could stay away from the sauce long enough to be here.

What am I doing here with these other women?  I was a feminist for chrissake.

Can’t really get into the whole price of Tide conversation that’s going on over here to my left.

Mom jeans… I didn’t realize people still wore them.

And lastly, something that was said to ME - Oh you work full time?  I’m sorry.

Lady, I am not because I could not do the mommy club with the likes of y’all.