A Note About Today
- "How Lovely Is Thy Dwelling Place" was our anthem. Not an easy piece; I think I sang it in college along with Elijah and other things I don't remember. The best compliment I heard was that we didn't sound like a church choir.
- Now that BrownBear is 12, she had a complete teenage meltdown this morning - over what to wear.
- When Prep found out that Angelina was pregnant, she actually said, "Eeew. They aren't even married." Me, too. I have NEVER been a fan of those two. I don't see the attraction - to her, to Brad, to the tattooing and to the whole "we're adopting the whole world, aren't we great" mentality. Please. They are too condescending for me. You want to re-build New Orleans, do it the way Harry Connick, Jr., is doing it. You want a job -- come visit me and do what I do for a while. Or better yet, pay me your salary for what I do. Then we'll talk.
- Perhaps I'm in a lather because I get to go to the cheerleading banquet tonight. Whee!!!
- No, I think it is because I just don't like the whole Brangelina thing. I was always more on Jen's side; you know, the one who said for better, for worse?
- Maybe BrownBear's mood has soured me; I've got to go sit through a cheerleading banquet?
Labels: random thoughts
posted by teachergirl at 2:50 PM
1 Comments:
How good that your daughter gets the ick factor with Brad 'n Ange.
Color me guilty for getting sucked into their deal. I'm with you on the ink, but I do doff my wig that they seem less self-involved than other celebs. They take themselves seriously, but at least they draw attention to important issues in the process. Or at least that's how I justify it to myself.
Jennifer Aniston? Loathe her. I've always felt, even pre-Brad, that she's a big fat phony.
But hey - have fun at that cheerleading banquet tonight. And during the Oscars, no less. THAT would make me bitter.
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