confession

tiny confession:

i have been known from time to time to occasionally watch some shameless tv.

or whenever married friend invites me over to watch it with her.

included in such shamelessness are the real housewives of orange county.

they never cease to captivate me for an hour with their drama.

oh my, what cat fights all that money brings.

back to my point.

as steve and i were walking today in santa monica i passed a real housewife.

and not just any housewife. a Real Housewife.

gretchen to be exact. (is it sad i know their names?)

as she passed i did a double take. maybe a triple. i watched her and her boy, slade, walk right past us.

i always said that if i ever ran into her, i would tell her that she was my most favorite Housewife.

what?!?

cant i like her for speaking her mind in said catfights? and her impeccable fashion sense? and cascading blonde hair?

well. i did not talk to her. instead i pulled out the old phone and snuck one behind her back.

classic. she didnt even know.