Good Morning, peeps! Happy Sunday! Shavua Tov! The weather is sunny and breezy - enjoying it!
The Singing Slavs did not disappoint either last night or the week before: last week they were dancing on the corner by the music emanating from a parked car and rivaling in volume a 747, and last night they were singing on top of their lungs and jiggling bottles.
My friend recommended introducing the crazy upstairs to FB, thereby eliminating the sound of her vacuum cleaner forever - a sound idea.
Feline companions continue their on again, off again battle for the new amazon box.
Emma Watson recently joked (referring to her latest movie) that she is no "pro" at the pole-dancing - a skill worthy of acquiring, I am sure.
If you are impatient to find out if Kim Kardashian is having a boy or a girl, tune in to the next episode of her show - thanks, but I think I would prefer to remain in blissful ignorance.
Apparently, there is such a thing as "Bieber Salute" - ignorant me! It consists of dear Justin pulling up his top and showing off his "washboard abs" - where is the spittoon when one needs it? Also, it looks like he got himself a new leopard print car - why specifically leopard? Why not tiger or zebra?
8 year old Zahara Jolie-Pitt is tired of her parents' smooching - she is not yet aware of the fact that that is the least of her dear parents' transgressions.
And, finally, Kate and Will are preparing a nursery that will probably be "modest" - by whose standards?
Will is also "exited" for Kate to give birth - duh!
Coffee this morning in my Aruba mug.