Secret Shame

I'm not proud to admit it, but I follow a site that is nothing but pure gossipy, trashy goodness. It's not Perez Hilton, I've grown bored with him.

Out of sheer embarassment, I'm not telling you the name of this site, but here are just a couple of gems that I found there the other day.

First is this amazing picture of Rick Springfield. The hair, the sweater with the lightning bolt, priceless.



I was lucky enough to get to meet him backstage a couple of years ago & he looks great and has much better hair now! My high school girlfriends & I had a blast & Rick looked great after playing a long and super energetic show.



This was something else I found on the same site, with the following caption.

"Meet Hello Kitty's arch nemesis: Goodbye Bitch."

How can you not love a source for things like this?

Random Thoughts From People Our Age

An e-mail that really did make me LOL! My comments are in red.

Random thoughts from people our age...

-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?

-There is a great need for a sarcasm font!

-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

-I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.

-I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.

-Was learning cursive really necessary? (I'm thinking no since my they didn't teach it to my 14 year old son!)

-LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".

-I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

-How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

-I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a dick from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!

-Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"

-MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

-Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

-I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water. (Why would you do this?)

-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

-Bad decisions make good stories

-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted.. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

-Is it just me or do high school girls get sluttier & sluttier every year? (My son is a high school senior, I can verify that this is true!)

-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....

- You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

-"Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on?

-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

-I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

-It should probably be called Unplanned Parenthood.

-Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time...

-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

-I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lites than Kay.

-The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel like a fat bastard before dinner. (My personal favorite!)

Dear Sasha Fierce,

Dear Ms. Fierce,

I realize that as a star it must be difficult for you to decide what to be called. When one is a fabulous as you are you can't really be limited to one name, like Beyonce. I did want to inquire as to whether or not you considered the name Desperate Annoying? Hmm, did I type that out loud?

I was lucky enough to go to http://whoissashafierce.com/ so I could guess who Sasha Fierce reallly is. The thought of winning a personal message from you, Sasha & a $500 giftbag set me all aquiver. I can only hope that the gift bag contains clothes from Beyonce's 'House of Dereon' clothing line. These stunning examples have me hoping I will be the lucky woman picked.

Obviously I would be proud to wear these jeans & shoes while I run my daily errands! Nothing says HOT like jeans up to your boobs!


On days whenputting on a shirt & pants just seems like too much work, I found this lovely jumpsuit. I'm sure to be the star of the PTA meeting in this!



And finally, for the little ones, there are these adorable outfits. Nothing screams 'great mom' like dressing your daughter up like a street walker.

The read spiked heels on the girl in the red hat would make great church shoes, don't ya thing? By the way did you have your ad people apply those little girls makeup with a trowel? Little girls today really should start looking like a desperate pop star as soon as possible. Woe is me for only giving birth to boys.

Anywho, things have been a little boring around my humble abode. I think I may just go by Trixie Vyxsyn from now on. Now I just have to make mediocre albums and cheap looking clothing & I'll be all set.

Sincerely,