Hail to the V? Really?

**When did Summer's Eve decide to go down the douchey road? And yes, the pun is intended. As a feminine product, I'm sure their advertising landscape is somewhat limited, but their recent commercials are disturbing. Their new slogan: Hail To The V. wow.

**So you have an affair with one of the world's most famous MARRIED athletes. He gets caught. He gives you MILLIONS to keep your mouth shut...forever. You last a little over a year. Now you have to give the money back. You are a dumb bitch. A dumb bitch with no money and no life prospects.

**Going to the grocery store has now become a mission for me not to commit homicide. I keep trying to plot the best times to go: NOT on a Sun. Before 5 on weekdays, or even before 3 when school is in. It never helps. I almost had to throw down with a DB at the deli yesterday. So you wanna have 6 kids, fine. I think you're crazy, but hey, it's your "V". So you decide it's a good idea to take them all to the store with you, fine. I think you're an asshole, but it's your decision, just stay outta my way. Now call me crazy but when in a store, you decide to stop and peruse, move your cart out of the middle of the aisle. Now, what would make you think that at the deli, that rule does not apply to you and your soccer team? When I have to literally crawl over your carriage to place my order, DO NOT give ME YOUR attitude. Because that's gonna be a lot of tears when I backhand you.

**My obsession with Young Adult books continues with the new series The Mortal Instruments. Read 'em. You will not be disappointed.

Young Adult Until Proven Otherwise

 

Apparently when a book is published under the genre of Young Adult, I, at 29, am not the target audience. Who knew? Because if it belongs on an 11th grader's summer reading list, I'm all over it.

Both the Twilight and Hunger Games series had me from the first hint of a love triangle and a slight sense of Sci-Fi. *Prior to '08 if someone had suggested Sci-fi, the daggers coming from my eyes would have caused serious damage* Evidently, these books are geared toward the 12-18 set. Pish Posh, I tear through these pups like it's my job. Sadly it's not.

Sharing my love of YA books is my amazing friend, K-loko. She is me in blonde, Polish, pint-sized, crazy type A form. She takes the world by the balls on a daily basis, whereas I like to let the world come to me (that success rate discussion is for another day). Having passed on Twi to her and she returning the favor with HG, we decided to start our own little book club. We are always a book or 2 ahead of each other so we figured it would be more fun to read together. So far, not so good.

Our first selection,

to spend or not to spend

Today I did nothing more than wish for things that aren't going to happen. I wished for the snow to be over and warm weather to arrive, open the window.....sorry. I wished for a very successful, attractive, engaging man with a sexy accent and a filled passport to be by my side when I woke up. Rolled over....um, no. I wished to be independently wealthy where vacationing was my job and giving to charity was my hobby. Called the bank to check my balance, 0-3.

I really want a Kindle.  With my limited funds, the less time I spend outside, the less money I spend.