Love on the Rise
A tall, dark handsome man, a real McSteamy, put the moves on me while Mom and I were in the elevator. As we made our way up to our floor he couldn’t stop looking me up and down, and giving me the once over. Finally, he asked flat out, “Boy or Girl?”
(My first thought was-duh-this one’s not the brightest bulb in the box. Isn’t my heart-shaped rhinestone studded collar and leash a clue?) But without skipping a beat, Mom said, “girl!”
He looked back down at me, winked, and said “If she were a real girl, I’d be dating her.”… I think I’m in love.
To Tweet or Not to Tweet
I meet a lot of guys and I gotta say, I’m a bit fuzzy on ‘The Rules’ these days. How long does one wait after a meet and greet or a first date to ‘text’ him—how about ‘im-ing’ and ‘ichat-ing’? Does ‘friending’ him on ‘facebook’ say I like you, but we’re never, ever having sex? Is following someone on ‘Twitter’ the same as stalking?
I say it makes no difference at all… Men are men, they’re pretty basic when it comes down to brass tacks and respond to attention of any kind whatsoever. So tweet, text and im away!
I’m so sad… the King of Pop and Charlie’s Angel are gone. (We had so much in common… you know, the whole black white thing and all)
Shhhhh!!!
Oh my gosh, got laryngitis—how is that possible in June, I ask you!—oh yeah, had to deal with the two scraggly yappers down the hall and lost my voice yelling at them. I’ll be back as soon as soon as I can speak.
A Girl’s Gotta Do What a Girl’s Gotta Do
I reached a new low this weekend at our Hamptons house. There was quite the spread for our dinner guests, Aged Cheese, Sesame Crackers, Guacamole, Tortilla Chips, Salsa, Sauteed Sugar Snap Peas, and the ‘pièce de résistance’ Barbequed Tequila/Lime Marinated Turkey Breast.
It smelled divine, but apparently none of it was meant for me, so I had to take matters into my own hands and snarf leftover bits from the garbage. It wasn’t pretty, but I got what I wanted.
Eating Well With Others
I know you cats are athletic and can jump from high shelves and catch mice and all, but just watch me beat you at licking this bowl clean of chicken? Ready set go.
Diamonds Are A Girl’s Best Friend
Not sure whether I want to eat it or wear it—my life is so full of hard choices like this. But I Just luv the new bling my Mom got for me over the weekend.
Seen On The Street
OMG pink ears and tail — she’s soooo Bridge and Tunnel, and can you believe it — lives in the Hamptons!
(BTW, this floozy may look a little like me, but my Mom would never, ever do this do me!)
My mom went to Egypt without me and all I got was this head scarf, but I’m at peace with that. Assalaamu alaykum.
Gotcha… Hands Up!
I’m so excited, the crime scene cuties caught our thieves. That’s right, the ones who broke into our beach house a few weeks back. Seems that they had a weakness for On Demand porn and left a trail a mile wide. So busted.
I can’t wait to go to the station and check them out in the line-up. Just thinking about being surrounded by
hunky police dogs in uniform gives me a thrill. Yummy!!!
In the Spotlight
We went to the park again today–two whole hours, she’s such a tree hugger! We schlepped all the way to the Zoo and back up Madison Ave…My Fave! Tourists were taking my picture left and right. (I tell ya, the city is crawling with them lately). I was a huge hit and everyone was smiling at me!
The Roxie Wag 