Me and Jimmy Stewart

I was out for an evening stroll with Mr. Jimmy Stewart the other night, and one of our friends captured a tender moment. I felt so glamorous and the dress I was wearing was a real steal at Nordie's Rack. The martini was just the way I like them: straight up, slightly dirty with three olives. And Jimmy, well, he was a perfect gentlemen - a virtual Romeo who swept me off my feet.

Ok, ok. No, Jimmy Stewart is not my boyfriend (although he does look quite handsome and debonair in that picture). My real boyfriend (who is MUCH, MUCH more handsome and debonair than Mr. Stewart) photoshopped this today, and I can't believe what a good job he did! Unbeknownst to him, he happened to chose a picture from the set of "The Philadelphia Story", a play I did when I was in law school. I love the irony.

For those who are curious, here is the original picture:


Big Events in the U.S.A.

Wow - it's been a big day. The election results; the Supreme Court hearing regarding partial birth abortion; Rumsfeld's "resignation"; the first woman as speaker of the house; and locally, the election of Massachusetts' first black governor.

And, let's not forget yesterday's earth-shattering announcement that Britney Spears is divorcing Mr. Federline. To borrow from The Onion, "A Shattered Nation Longs To Care About Stupid Bullshit Again." Case in point: despite all the crazy stuff happening in the world, Britney's decision came to my e-mail inbox in the form of a CNN.com alert. I mean really. Does CNN think I really care about this?? Clearly, Britney's decision is far from amazing - it's simply something that even a drunk, LCD-tripping monkey . . .no, wait, that's too smart...a drunk, LCD-tripping Paris Hilton could have called from the first day that Kevin asked Britney on a date. (It's a shame she had to bring two children in the world before figuring it out though).

I just spent four whole sentences on Ms. Spears - now 5 - so I guess I "care." Pfaa. I am watching the news right now, and I almost choked on my wine when one political pundit tried to tie the current political events to the demise of Ms. Spears' marriage. "I guess this is a message to president Bush to get out of Iraq as quickly as Britney ended her marriage to Kevin Federline." Who would have thought the "marriage" of these world events were at all related?

'Nuff said.


She's Back... Finally...But in A Different Place

I am finally recovering from my long blogging absence.

Now, don't go judging me - It was a conscious decision on my part, as I buckled down for a very challenging past two months. Work had me traveling on almost a daily basis, and I have been wrestling with some pretty weighty (but good) decisions. Given that I barely had time to sleep, much less exercise (gulp)- alas - blogging took a back seat to the more pressing matters of my life.

But, my respite is over. My self-imposed blogging exile is no more. The blogging board has been very vocal about their displeasure over my silence, but I did receive written permission from the same to take a wee break. And for that, I thank you profusely.

So, from now on, my blogging will resume with the same pointless vigour that I had when I commenced this on-line journal. But, there will be one big difference. . . .

[Insert drum roll and suspensful music]

An East Coast girl I will not longer be. You read it right. I am leaving jolly old Boston for the warmer shores of California.

More to come soon. I promise.