Happy Birthday to Me

And it's Sweetest Day. Nigel is taking me out to dinner, a movie, and back home some chocolates, gifts, and lots of loving!

Sorry about the blog, but I have plans to revive it soon.

Blog Break

Out of respect to MJ, my loyal reader, I have decided to post about Bel Esprit taking a break, due to the fact that Nigel's grandmother has passed away, and we aren't not in the best of spirits.

I will continue to read other's blogs, but Bel Esprit is on hiatus until...well, until I feel better.

Thanks, MJ.

Screw Hermes

So, if you're a loaded celebrity, and you need to "pop in for a moment to purchase a watch" from a store for another loaded celebrity, apparently you can't do it at Hermes. No, PR is more more important.

Is this racial? Maybe. Does Oprah need to cool off and stop thinking she's so special, and that she can enter stores after hours? No. How many times do we see on VH1's The Fabulous Life of... about stores making special arrangements to accomodate celebrities? Why is Oprah any different?

Now granted I don't know how Oprah's demeanor was at the time, but I'm sure she was no more bitchy and demanding as Cher and Barbra Streisand. So I don't blame her for not shopping at the store again. And if I could even afford their overpriced crap, you'd better believe I wouldn't buy from them anymore.

You hear that, Hermes? Money I don't even have, I'm not willing to spend on your shit. Screw you!

Not Guilty?

Michael Jackson is not guilty. Is that right? Well, me thinks he may not be guilty of child molestation, but he's certainly guilty of being one stupid idiot. I think this may be the first of several trials against him for child molestation, because he doesn't have the mental capacity to understand how self-destructive his behavior is. There will inevitably be more kids coming forth and accusing him -- whether for gain or not. And I have a inkling that Michael's likes all this attention, favorable or not so favorable. After all, he's the one who coined the phrase: "Wacko Jacko."

(Sorry, MJ for the dearth of posts, but I lost motivation. But I will try to blog more. Thanks for staying the "blog.")

Don't You Just Hate When...

...talented people ruin their chances? Well, Tana completely and efficiently ruined any chance she had a becoming The Apprentice. It was like she'd become a whole different person -- Satan, if you will.

Worst Apprentice so far. And I have a feeling subsequent shows will be just as terrible. Time for me to kick this reality habit.

A Woman Apprentice!

Hey, I hated to see Craig go, but I was willing to overlook his great workmanship (that Office Depot box rocked!), attitude, and drive, for the possibility of having Tana become The Apprentice.

I LOVE Tana, she reminds me of my business savvy aunt -- always smiling and friendly, but will slaughter you in the most nicest, humane, subtle way. The boardroom with Alex was pure brilliance.

Go, TANA!

Leaving the World Behind

So I needed a break. Haven't you ever just wanted to just go away for a while? Nigel and I took some time off and went to visit his sister and her husband in Vancouver. Boy, did we need that.

So now I'm home; and I'm catching up on the blogworld I left behind as a result. I find that Alisa has a new lover and has filed for divorce from her husband! That Johanna has a cool new addition to her blog called "The Friday Ten." And my MJ is dipping into Spanish.

I hope to blog more often now that I feel 100% better about life. Note: I got through my tough period by playing games, having lots of wild sex, and partying with friends, and not with any pills. Take that, anti-depressants!