I really want to be her for Halloween this year. I know…it's June. But still.Worse in person? Wow. Ok, spill it. You know I'm obsessed, so I need to know what she was doing/wearing/saying/yelling when you saw her.
She was in the grocery store buying NONORGANIC Bush's baked beans. And white corn and snap peas. And she was with the bodyguard with whom she is supposedly having an affair (though I have decided that's just a rumor).One of these days I'm going to blog about it, if, you know — I ever blog again.
I love that you know what she bought at the grocery store. I would have been a total stalker.And, please blog. I haven't read your blog for years like some people – so I feel a little cheated. Just sayin'.
I'm just Mandi, not Amanda. It's spelled with an "i" because my mom doesn't like to write the letter "y" - and no, I'm not kidding. I grew up in a funeral home. Like, we lived there. All the time. No, I wasn't scared of dead people (as my dad says, "it's the live ones that will get ya") and yes, it was exactly like that girl on My Girl (sans an adorable Macaulay Culkin best friend and weird hypochondriac behavior). I have one husband (he's my favorite person) and two beautiful step-daughters. I lead a sugar free life, because sugar makes my thighs the size of Hulk Hogan's. I am frequently late and I typically wear a lot of eyeliner. I love every kind of animal. I was raised in a small town, and when I say small, I mean it - unlike my other friends who call their town "small" and it has a Walmart in it. I love Diet Coke and peanut butter. I do not eat anything with an orange flavor or raw mushrooms because both of those things are, well, disgusting. I don't like getting my hair cut, and I attribute this to my mom cutting it all off when I was four. (I looked like a boy.) Charleston is my favorite city on Earth, but New York comes in second. I like politics and writing and fashion and reality television (I think this makes me well-rounded, thankyouverymuch).
"The Tightrope" began in 2008 (over on Blogger), and the name sprung from some good ole country music lyrics that fit my life.
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seriously. that is SO awful. "Hello 1997, it's me, Kate Gosselin. Oh what? You couldn't recognize me in my tacky white sunglasses?"
Saw her at Bald Head last week. Mandi. It's worse in person, if you can even imagine.
I am soo glad I am not the only one who loathes this haircut! And it's popping up everywhere!
I really want to be her for Halloween this year. I know…it's June. But still.Worse in person? Wow. Ok, spill it. You know I'm obsessed, so I need to know what she was doing/wearing/saying/yelling when you saw her.
She was in the grocery store buying NONORGANIC Bush's baked beans. And white corn and snap peas. And she was with the bodyguard with whom she is supposedly having an affair (though I have decided that's just a rumor).One of these days I'm going to blog about it, if, you know — I ever blog again.
I love that you know what she bought at the grocery store. I would have been a total stalker.And, please blog. I haven't read your blog for years like some people – so I feel a little cheated. Just sayin'.