8/12/2005

ARMAND ASANTE IS A BIG OLD JERK... AND I MEAN OLD.

OK, so tonight Monty and I are walking through Penn Square Mall when this man walks by us that I know I have seen before. Monty and i look at each other and we both say "OMG, that was Armand Asante" My cell rang and it was my step-brother, Brandon. I proceed to tell him that I just about got ran over by a hasty Armand Asante when I look to my left and Mr. Armand the great is walking beside me (as I am telling Brando that I just saw him... how embarassing), Monty - ever the outgoing and cordial southern gentleman, proceeds to ask him "excuse me sir, but are you Armand Asante?"
He barely looks at Monty, says YES (angrily, AS IF MONTY WAS A STALKER) and does a complete 180 in the other direction. I remember when my best friend Tami and I were at Disneyworld this spring, we ran into Diane Lane, Josh Brolin (hubba, hubba) and their family. She smiled and was pleasant. Mr. Mambo King on the other hand - well, lets just say he must not have taken his Xanax today.
Ok... so here is where Joy bitches...
MR. ASANTE - You are shooting a low budget vampire flick in an Oklahoma mall. You have no "people" surrounding you - no big body guard named Guido - NADA. You are no Al Pacino - no Sean Connery. Your last movie was a made for TV movie of The Oddesey, and while although very good - was only on TV. I will give you Mambo Kings. I liked that movie, but quite frankly, you have NO ROOM to be snippy and hateful to potential fans. It's people like us who make you mildly popular, but its "stars" like you that will never be as big as Brando, Pacino, Connery, etc.
Get off your stupid Trojan horse and swallow your pride. We know you were lost in the mall - had you been nice we could have told you where to go - - other than hell. Oh, and by the way - have a nice day.

8/04/2005

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!

The rantings of a desperate housewife

I swear, sometimes I feel like we are walking around in a Wizard of Oz world being run by some old coot behind the curtain. You can make plans, you can have back-up plans for the plans - and they can all backfire with one person telling you "oh no - you must bring me the broomstick of the wicked witch of the west for your plan to ever get done. You know what I say? I say - PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN.

Dang - - no more Wizard of Oz for me

Jennie Rikkola-Prince - -The Coolest Chickadee in the World

This weekend I got to see someone whom I was very close to in High school - Jennie Rikkola-Prince. She is the girl who taught me the right way to drink Tequila, the girl who loved to jam to November Rain with me, the girl who dated twins one summer with me. We drove around in her little S-10 named "Huey" all summer, singing "I Wanna Sex You Up", danced around at Color Me Badd concerts and thought we were the baddest chicks in town. We sang in a show called Follies together in Tulsa on summer. Her friends were my friends - and we were the BEST of friends. Her Mom was like another Mom to me, and her house felt like home.
Eleven years have passed, and we have kept semi-sorta in touch by the miracle of e-mail. She's gotten married (to Mark, her "prince") and had two of the most exquisite daughters I have ever seen (Taylor and Chloie). And she just had the most handsome little devil (Gavin) and still looks dynamite in a swimsuit (biotch!) Me, as you well know, am married (9 years in 22 days) and had 4 daughters - (equally exquisite, LOL) We are grown-ups. We are wives - -WE are PARENTS!
SHE IS STILL THE COOLEST CHICK I KNOW. She is freckled as ever and every freckle is sexy as hell. That's what makes her cool.

She has bright red hair that looks like she was born with it. Thats what makes her cool.

She can be so laid back and non-chalent. That is what makes her cool.

She has such fashion sense and savvy that you can't help but stare. Thats what makes her cool!

It's her self-confidence that make her the coolest though. People want to be around Jen and she is the most fun no matter is you are at the "cassina" staring at a slot machine or sitting in her parents living room talking. (BTW, it still feels like home when you walk in the door. AND her Dad is the coolest ever as well - I think her parents rubbed off all their coolness on her). I spent a day and a half with her and I wish she would move back to Owasso from North Carolina so that I could be close to her again. It was instantly like she never left, like I had seen her every day - not 9 whole years ago.

Being her friend makes me cool. She has no idea the impact that she made on me. Our friendship defined a huge part of my teenage years. She has no clue how much I miss her in my life.

It's great how God puts people in our lives when we need them most, and teaches you something about yourself every time.SO, here's to Jennie - undoubtedly the coolest chickadee I know. May we be friends forever....CHEERS... and

Amen

Random thought

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