Ok...first, today's report on my attempt to recreate myself: I still weigh the same. Bummer! This is disappointing, but I guess the pounds are not going to just start melting off right away. I guess I should look at it as holding my own.
We walked at the track again. My shins hurt a little, but I'm tough, and I plodded on at a nice clip. We walked for an hour. On the way home, we stopped by Subway and picked up lunch. A salad with no meat or cheese for me, and a veggie sub for Don. When we got home, I dumped a small can of white albacore tuna on my salad and used olive oil for my dressing. I ate a banana later in the afternoon. I haven't eaten anything for dinner, and I'm starting to get hungry. I might nibble on a bit of cheese. I need to eat something when I take my Tricor. We will walk again tomorrow and then take Sunday off as a day of rest.
Every day I look at the news on my AOL Home Page, and, to count my own blessings, I pick out somebody who I am glad that I am not them that day. Today I am so thankful that I am not Britney Spears. Can you believe it? She's in trouble again.
I'm really tired of reading about her trials and tribulations....mostly brought on by herself.... but I always find myself curiously wondering what she's done next. I do feel sorry for her with all the papparazzi following her around day and night. That would make anybody crazy, but I think she would be unhappy if they ignored her. She loves the attention, and so I find her face on the computer screen every morning.
Anyway, as I was walking around the track today, I glanced up at the TV to catch the news when I passed underneath it. Lo and behold, they were talking about Britney having a stand-off with the cops, and afterwards they carted her off to lock-down!
The problem with Britney is there is no one who can guide her or control her. Everybody that could...parents (sorry parents, but parents nonetheless), managers, lawyers, etc. .....they've all been fired or thrown up their hands in disgust and quit. Britney is a law unto herself, and, since she's not very smart, she does one stupid thing after another.
Does she love those two kids or not? Maybe she does, in her own little dysfunctional way, but she's too stupid to follow the rules so she can continue to see them. I hate it when people say that rules are made to be broken. No, they aren't; they're made to prevent chaos. Britney doesn't think rules apply to her, and that's why her life is so chaotic. Now, she's blown her chances of seeing her boys by blowing off the rules. She needs help, but there is no one in her life strong enough to make her get it. It's a sad story.
Maybe if she were smarter, things would have gone better for her. The last time she was in trouble before the stand-off was when she skipped out on a deposition. She didn't feel good. She didn't even have the smarts to know to cover her lie. That very night she was spotted riding around L.A. with a friend. For heaven's sake, I learned in elementary school that if I faked off from school by claiming to be sick, I'd better stay in bed all day and pretend that I felt awful. I kept a very low profile and certainly wasn't seen partying outside. Same thing when I missed work. I stayed in the house until the next day.
Well, I hope she straightens her life out, but to do that, she will have to go into rehab at a "real" rehab place. Those fancy ones that all the burned-out starlets go to are just places for them to be pampered while they're calming their nerves down. They aren't rehabilitated. They go right back to their evil ways when they're released. Rehab places should not be where they have little meetings once a day, then get facials and massages the rest of the time.....when they're not let out for a few hours to shop, that is. Britney is self-destructing. Nobody can save her but herself.
Friday, January 4, 2008
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