Happy Birthday to Me!

Thank you all who made my birthday so great, especially my wonderful husband! Last week, my friends and I went to Cafe Beaujolais in Los Angeles to mark the release of the new crop of Beaujolais Nouveau on November 16th. It was a great time had by all. This week, Joel and I celebrated my birthday at two fine restaurants in Paris! Here we are pictured with this beautiful sugar concoction they made to celebrate my birthday!

Pictures on the Road...

So it's a well-known fact that people in LA love their cars. And here's proof:

One of These Things is Not Like the Other

Notice the fine company our white Infiniti G35 is keeping here in Malibu? The valet apparently deemed it worthy of hanging out with the Ferraris. The picture was just so funny that we had to take a shot of it.

Wedding Gift

We were driving in Pasadena, when we happened upon this new Land Rover with the license place "WEDD GFT." (Sorry I couldn't get a better shot...we were moving, I was using my cameraphone...) How's that for a wedding gift?

Waltzing helps mend hearts

I saw this headline, and how could I resist opening it?

Waltzing Helps Mends Hearts

They did a study in Italy that showed that waltzing had the same results as treadmill or stationary bicycle exercising in heart failure patients.

If only I could find a dance partner willing to waltz with me 21 minutes a day, three days a week, my heart might never break.

Sharing Too Much

It's been a recurring topic of conversation amongst my friends about how much you should share about your personal life online. There are a couple rules of thumb that I think are good ones:

• 1. If you don't want your mom to read it, you shouldn't put it online.
• 2. If you don't want your boss/teacher/superior of some kind to read it, you shouldn't put it online.
• 3. If you don't want your mom/boss/teacher/superior of some kind to hear about you putting it online, don't.
• 4. If you don't want to be quoted saying it, don't put it online. Why? Because "online" is like putting it public for all the world to see.

Anyone want to comment?

New Favorite Blog and the News Everyone's Talking About

October flew by and I didn't post once on my own website. I've been involved with work (which, if you notice, my personal website is currently devoid of, on purpose).

I have, however, been reading lots of other blogs. (Note: Some people share WAY too much on such a public forum as the world wide web. Think about what you put online, people!) I think my new favorite blog of the month is Go Fug Yourself. I have been using the term "fugly" for years, not many people actually know what it means. I am so excited that some people are taking the term to the next level. I absolutely adore their commentary on Britney's divorce.

And speaking of Britney Spear's divorce filing, I have a number of thoughts on that:

1. Congratulations to DivorceKevin.com! You got your wish!
2. Has anyone noticed that without K-Fed, Britney looks like she's taking care of her personal hygiene again? She was looking pretty unshowered for a year there.
3. Was it a ploy to get media attention on one of the most heavily media covered days of the year?
4. I love that she has a "thing" with David Letterman where she "randomly" walks on stage just to say hello. Just like the last time she "randomly" showed up on David Letterman and confirmed that she was pregnant with her second child awhile back. It just feels like she wanted people to see that she was clean and sexy again and that she was happy before news of the divorce hit. Nothing random about that publicity stunt.
5. K-Fed can't even give tickets away to his concert. Man.
6. K-Fed shouldn't have spoiled the good thing he had with Britney.
7. Britney's divorce gets better coverage than Donald Rumsfeld's resignation. That's right, Mr. President, the public cares more about Britney Spears' private life than what you are doing in Iraq. Why? Because your rhetoric stinks. And all we Americans want to do is bring water with us when we travel. Why is that too much to ask for? Why do you want to make us feel unsafe for wanting to hydrate?