Studio 5 and the Leg Warmer Ladies

Sometimes it's hard to be me. First of all, I'm really fun. Secondly, I get myself into some crazy situations and wonder how and why I let it happen.

A friend told me a few weeks ago that I was selfish. It hurt my feelings a little. The presumption was that I did too many things and that my willingness and desire to "do" took opportunities from others. Is that true? Am I a complete opportunity sucker? Maybe. The thing is that I can't say no. I want to make the most of my time. I want to make a difference. I don't ever want to regret not doing something meaningful. That's just who I am. That's how I work. That's how I shop. That's how I cope. That's how I survive. That's how I live.

So, I do things like go on TV. I live on the edge by going on TV without a haircut or color. I go on TV with little notice. I go on TV without a new outfit. I go on TV and have to wing it. . .just like my good friend Kelly Rippa. My Studio 5 premiere was okay. . .not particularly wonderful, but not particularly embarrassing either. . .though I was proceeded by a woman wearing a faux fur vest expounding on fashion and followed by some darling kids wearing "LEG"warmers on their ARMS. Oh, the joys of television.

The good news is that it's over. The bad news is that on my way home there was an old man driving a Berreta down I-15 while he read a book. What a freakin' IDIOT. It's Friday at 4 am and I'm awake. I wish I was looking forward to a relaxing weekend of sudoku and a cup of Pero. To dream. Oh, well. Craziness is part of my montra, remember? What would I do without a long list of things to "get after?"

A relaxing weekend with a book and a cup of Pero. 12 of 30.