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I'm glad I watched it at the PBS site because there were numerous characters and I could rewind to refresh parts of the story in my mind. I had to sit quietly and not so quietly for awhile when it was over, dealing with my thoughts. It will be available at PBS through June 10. Here are links to two articles, both contain spoilers and the second one includes a brief interview with Sasha.

One of my favorite things is looking at homes online. The first link is a gallery slideshow - and I know some people don't like clicking so the second link is her blog. I could happily move into this place ASAP after selling all the things I "have" but don't "need." Serenity now! "A family of 3 lives in a nearly 100-year-old tiny house that has a mini garden" https://www.msn.com/en-us/lifestyle/home-and-garden/a-family-of-3-lives-in-a-nearly-100-year-old-tiny-house-that-has-a-mini-garden/ss-BB14CVji?li=BBnb7Kz#image=1 https://www.tinycanalcottage.com/

Raked avocado on a bagel?

Kato is prettier than Meri and has better skin and hair, and is smarter.

She's a contrarian. She's a chronological adult who's stuck in the Terrible Twos.

A couple years ago I read Denise's 2011 memoir The Real Girl Next Door and I liked it a lot. Some reviewers complained because she didn't dish the details of the reasons behind her divorce so don't read it expecting that. The kindle version from Amazon currently is $9.99; here is a fun excerpt: As for my wedding dress, several designers offered to make it. That kind of generosity was beyond my imagination. But I had my heart set on wearing one particular designer, Giorgio Armani, and he wasn't among those who'd offered. Nevertheless, I asked my publicist if she could ask if Armani would be interested in making my dress. I knew it was a long shot. I mean, who gets her wedding dress designed by Giorgio Armani? I did! Not only did Giorgio Armani say he would design my wedding dress, he also wanted to make dresses for my maid of honor (my sister Michelle), my mother, as well as tuxedos for Charlie, his best man (his closest friend Tony Todd) and my father. I was blown away, I'd expected him to politely say thanks but no thanks, but instead this was way more than I would've dared to dream. However, there was a condition: Mr Armani also wanted us to fly to Italy and meet his design team and asked if we would attend his fashion show as well. Some condition! Once there, we met Mr Armani at a villa where his design team was waiting for us. Again, fantasy time! Mr Armani was stunningly handsome in person, and a gentleman. He couldn't have been any nicer. He didn't speak much English, but through his translator he mentioned that since we didn't want Charlie to see my dress they were splitting us up. Then the fantasy really took off. The men's team ushered Charlie into one part of the villa and I followed Mr Armani and the women's design team into another room, where they showed me numerous sketches they'd already done and then tons of fabrics they'd pulled for me to look at. _ _ _ During my fitting, Mr Armani invited us to his personal villa for lunch and Casa Armani, as you would expect, was exquisite. It was perfect. Charlie and I felt like the Beverly Hillbillies. We traded nervous glances through the meal, fearful we might break or spill something. But we had an amazing time, enjoying good food and conversation together. The meal couldn't have been better. The art was museum quality. Even the air had a unique fragrance. It was the quintessential once-in-a-lifetime experience. The next day Charlie and I attended Mr Armani's fashion show and in keeping with the theme of the trip we were dressed in Armani from head to toe, which had been sent to our hotel. It was Charlie's first fashion show and he was excited, and cute. Right before the show, Sophia Loren was ushered in. She stopped to say hello to Charlie, who had met her through his father many years ago. I was in awe. Meeting her, the most beautiful woman in Italy, was the icing on the cake.

Teafortwo, if we're taking a vote I say follow your dream.

Real Housewives of Beverly Hills alum Lisa Vanderpump commented after Kyle Richards posted about her beefs with costars Garcelle Beauvais, Denise Richards, Erika Jayne and Dorit Kemsley. “Trying to think of one time anyone defended me,” the former child star, 51, tweeted on Wednesday, May 20, as the drama played out on the latest episode of the Bravo hit. “Like maybe now would be a good time [Lisa] Rinna #rhobh.” “Errr you did have a very good friend @LisaVanderpump but when she was mourning and going through a difficult time you all turned on her like a pack of wolves…….” a fan replied. “True dat,” the restaurateur, 59, responded in a comment captured by Bravosnarkside on Instagram. https://www.usmagazine.com/celebrity-news/news/lisa-vanderpump-weighs-in-on-kyle-richards-drama-with-costars/

Maybe this should go in Denise's thread, I don't know, but there's an ongoing conversation here. We've seen kids at gatherings before, I won't list them and quantify the type of event or activity but it's nothing new. Twice, maybe three times, someone told Denise at her event that her house is "cute." Not hey, what a great view or wow, I bet your family loves living here - your house is cute. A minimal observation, at best. (If someone said something besides cute I missed it, mea culpa). Her place is not new or upscale and the lawn looks like they do their own yard work but, hey, a lot of Malibu is like that. (Heh, and old money is often like that. Confident, assured, nothing to prove). And her guests were advised to wear yard shoes. Ehew. They expressed more interest and approval when they went camping than they did when they were guests at Denise's home. The messages they're sending to her are intended to show the ragamuffin who has clout and who measures up and who deserves respect 'round here. (Bring it). Erika Girardi (not Erika Jayne) got more genuine effort and enthusiasm on the travel bus for her CUNT necklace than Denise got for her obviously kid-friendly pizza and sundae bar gathering. A new element is in play since Denise joined. She's had minor roles and major roles in film and TV; she's done commercials and a shit ton of magazine covers; she posed nude for Playboy a few months after a pregnancy; she's walked many genuine (not vanity) runways; she's placed respectably on Sexiest and Most Beautiful lists; she wrote a memoir; her (solo) reality show ran for two seasons; she generously contributes time and money to numerous charities (pets, disaster relief, cancer, the needs of newborns). As a single women, she adopted a special needs infant and mothered her ex's two sons for an extended period while their parents were drugged up. Except for two episodes she appeared in on the ex's Two And A Half Men sitcom, the new element in play is that her entire career is due to her solo efforts and hustle. No successful husband or boyfriend or sugar daddy or sweet divorce settlement entered into it. She pays her own way. She may not have a lot but what she does have she has earned by herself (while also remaining exceptionally close to and caring for her parents during their health issues). In addition to all that, she can look fine when she goes glam but her go-to is jeans (or shorts) with minimal makeup and a high pony. They don't know how to handle the total package that is Denise, who (perhaps because of editing) was the only one who brought a hostess gift for Erika. (I'm guessing it wasn't editing). She has them outgunned and outclassed while barely exerting herself. Thank goodness for her potty mouth, it gives them something NOKD (Not Our Kind, Dear) to hang on her. Phew. LOL.

Suspending belief further, she expects others to either co-sign her facade or to keep their damn mouths shut about it. Even more delusional than that, she gets highly indignant and lashes out if someone doesn't play along. Phew. She's a product of her upbringing, and now she's raising a child and modeling behavior. Time will tell which way that goes.

I don't have a lot of things but that is one of them, for sure. I don't call someone on it when I see it or make faces or noises that cause them to intuit what I'm thinking. Their choices belong to them and my thoughts belong to me. There are enough lanes on life's highway for all of us.

I wonder if or how often Christine thinks about how Truely's childhood compares to those of the older kids (her kids, and the others as well). It's like night and day. In the beginning there were three littles but also three moms so that was sorta like what Truely has. But after a few years you know it was chaotic, with little chance for quiet time let alone one-on-one time. You just know she's super glad that Truely doesn't have to live under the same roof with or close to Robyn's drama teens and her two little imps. Holy hell no!

My grandpa had what amounted to a subsistence farm and also worked in the iron ore mines to support 14 children. He carried his warm, fresh pasties inside his shirt while he walked to the mine in the morning and kept them there until lunchtime, which provided some warmth for him and for his pies. My recipe is 50/50 ground beef/ground pork, potato, onion and rutabaga. And pepper. I top with butter instead of gravy. And a glass of icy cold milk. Yum! re the liquid B1, it helped me. (Well. until Michigan). But we know today that it has more to do with your natural body chemistry (blood type O and lactic acid level are a couple factors). Beer drinkers may be more attractive. The theory was that secreted thiamine repels and that levels beyond what your diet provides would put you over the top. I started taking it during the '60s and used it for 30 years because our old school pharmacist had been selling it for decades. Local outdoor enthusiasts swore by it and began their dosing during the last few weeks of Spring.

I think he and I define good news differently. "The good news is both the clients and the hairstylists were masked" at the time of exposure, he said. https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/missouri-hair-stylist-with-coronavirus-worked-while-symptomatic-exposed-dozens-of-clients/ar-BB14tUu5?li=BBnb7Kz

I make pasties quite often, it's my #1 comfort food. Thank goodness for yoga pants.

The longer you carry your menopause weight gain the harder it is to lose it. Magic 8 Ball says "And she's short and stumpy to begin with."

My hell, I can't even imagine. I vote with the dog! My cousin is a fire chief about 30 miles from the flooding and has been called on to assist and is good about keeping me posted. He is exhausted, as so many are. Michigan is a beautiful state but some things about it just ain't right. Such as, the state bird being the mosquito. My dad was a proud first generation (Finnish) American who was born in dah U.P. in Eben Junction and grew up in Gwinn. Most of his people are Yoopers, in Negaunee and Ishpeming. I met them for the first time at a family reunion that was held at a camp near Crystal Falls. When we were still in Negaunee the aunties said we had to go blueberry picking so we could have blueberry pancakes the next morning. That sounded like a most excellent idea and I took (ineffective) measures by doubling my usual dose of liquid vitamin B1 and headed to the woods, to my doom. My fresh blood immediately registered and a reconnaissance squadron flew in for a closer look. I wish they had only looked. Maybe they were B1-deficient. The worst of the numerous bites was on the arch of my foot and it swelled up like I was walking on a golfball cut in half. The itching was intense during the week of the reunion and pretty much for the rest of the summer after I got home to SoCal. The swelling eventually went away but I still was aware of a "seed" where the bite was and I had to be careful when putting on shoes because that seed had an attitude. The following summer I was working in the yard and I stepped on something that stroked my arch and woke up the seed. It said "I'm baaaack" and swelled and itched like hell for a week. So yeah, something about Michigan just ain't right.

Several people sounded off on Twitter to compare her new features to the one she had a few years ago, too. https://www.complex.com/pop-culture/2020/05/khloe-kardashian-instagram-photo-new-look Despite Khloe’s spicy caption, it seems many were more shook by Khloe’s new appearance. She certainly had a glow about her skin but others felt she was unrecognizable in the new pics she shared. Interestingly enough, earlier Friday, the woman claiming to be Tristan’s third baby mama, Kimberly Alexander, posted a side-by-side pic of her child and Tristan, in an attempt to help her claims. She also had a message of her own, which we were able to capture before she deleted the pic and the subs from her IG story. https://theshaderoom.com/khloe-kardashian-updates-us-on-her-location-in-unbothered-ig-post/

Your quarantine experience, reviewed like a hotel We asked our readers and staff to review their homes like a vacation. Their parodies did not disappoint. https://www.washingtonpost.com/travel/2020/05/15/your-quarantine-experience-reviewed-like-hotel/ The ratings range from one-star to five-star and the mentions of pets and children are consistently amusing. Most importantly, the dog is highly nonjudgmental. We try to ignore daily taunting from the cat.

The placement of the head and neck don't line up, the head is a whole bunch off-center. LOL

I don't care for men having hairy pits either. For some reason, I don't know why, I think hairy pits look like miniature crotches and I'm not into seeing crotches belonging to strangers. And when someone sniffs their pit... barf.

Watching it, no. Reading headlines/articles/SM about it and laughing, yes.

I am enjoying the hell out of knowing that she has to deal with the negative feedback she's getting because there's no going back now. Her reign is not playing out the way she anticipated it would.

I think Meri is a perfectionist and insists that the inn be thoroughly clean but I hope she also relies on a black light for stuff that is less visible. You see quite a cross-section when you work with the public. I was a housecleaning service for about 6 years and most of my clients were quite well-off, relatively speaking. The folks in one particular household had a huge wall map of the world on display in the entrance hall, with numerous colored pins representing their travels to every continent. They owned a chain of retail stores, they owned a jet, etc, etc. Their home was a lakeview manor with all the expected amenities, the lake side of the house was all glass and no one could peep in because the ground dropped away outside the windows. One day I found out that at least one of their cats was not totally litter box trained, no it was not. It was also kitchen trained. I cannot begin to tell you how much time I'd spent getting rid of the repulsive smelly ook that rimmed the opening to their garbage disposal. A good year into our time together, imagine my dismay when one of the cats hopped into the sink on the disposal side, raised its tail, pinched a loaf into the disposal and sauntered off. And my client was standing there and did not react in any way. I nearly dropped to my knees because that's what I had been battling! The sink always smelled horrible before I sanitized but it usually was full of well-past-their-prime parings and food scraps so I thought that's what I smelled, what felt ooky. I was SO glad that I always used gloves for wet work and insisted that my crew had to use them as well. I wrote the client's name inside the cuff of the gloves we were using that day and on the way home I bought new gloves to use everywhere else. Barf.