" A tree has to get knocked down sometimes before it can bear fruit."

This little ditty from Ron, resident philsopher on the Bachelorette. Only he's not a resident anymore. Thank goodness.

Interesting show last night. Clearly, I do not think like Deanna at all since I would have sent Twilley, Fred and Robert packing. But whatever.

By the way, stats of our game have changed. Kristin Bradley in first and Stacy Kay in second. Kudos to Dana McCullough for even playing when she's getting married this week! Congrats!

I left my little notebook at home with all my bachelorette notes but I will attempt to write it from memory. Later, though.
Must pretend to do work now.

Later,
N

Ever have one of those days?

I'm not having one of them but apparently someone else is. So I'm walking back from lunch and I see a bunch of people staring down the street. That's because a woman is sitting in the middle of it. Just sitting there. People tried to get her up but she wouldn't budge.

Good news is, all the cars were swerving around her. And people say New Yorkers aren't nice.

Bachelorette Tonight...

put in your picks now. Or join our group, Bachelorettes Anonymous. Password nanifesto.

Enjoy!

N

Oops....

not Sex in the City. Sex AND the City.

Duh.

I make this mistake all the time but as a true fan, I should know better.

Sorry.

Sex in the City...of Brooklyn

So this weekend I did what millions of other women across the country did...went to see the Sex in the City movie. K. organized the get together and was even kind enough to sneak cosmos (and cups) into the theater. I snuck in Sour Patch Kids which should pretty much tell you where my priorities are.

Anyway...since a lot of you probably haven't seen it yet and you're planning to it, I won't discuss any actual plot lines. But I will say the movie has been panned by most critics and they are all completely wrong. No, this is not high art but it's not pretending to be. It's good solid fun for people who were fans of the tv show. And while there are a few issues I had with the movie...mostly due to some "tying things up with a bow" type writing that drives me nuts...all in all, a good time was had by all.

Why is everyone hating Sarah Jessica Parker? There seems to be a lot of SJP bashing going on right now, including a website I found that does side-by-side comparisons to a horse. Did everyone forget how relevant this show was at one point? How she was the only real New Yorky (okay, somewhat real) heroine around? No, we do not all walk around in Manolo's and date millionaires. But how many New York women could relate sharing their woes with girlfriends over cocktails? Sometimes at the very same bars that Carrie did. How many times have you gotten together with your friends and discussed whether you were more of a Carrie, a Samantha, a Charlotte or a Miranda? Come on....admit it. And by the way...we all THINK we're Carries. When in truth, we're all probably a bit more like Miranda. Sorry. But you know it's true.

Ignore the haters. If you love the show, you'll love the movie. It's like going to visit some old friends. Old friends who dress way the hell better than you.

Sigh.

Yes, it's a beautiful day but...

if you happen to be inside like me while A. is napping....VH1 is showing a Bachelor marathon right now! All Bachelor, all the time. Starting with the first bachelor...that smarmy Alex.

Hee hee. Good stuff.

Cough, cough continued...

Actually, I should call it cough, cough, puke.

Poor baby.

Did you know you could cough so much you puke? Neither did I. This is A's new thing. Poor bug.

Hopefully, if we just lay low this weekend, she'll be on the mend.

Aren't blogs so lovely? I'm assuming you (the plural invisible you who I'm assuming is reading this) cares. How completely self-absorbed I am.