The Good, the Bad, the Ugly

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The Good, the Bad, the Ugly

The Good, The Bad, The Ugly

Let’s start off with the Good because there’s a lot of it:

I’m halfway through my current WIP (yay!). My two BFF’s are coming to visit on Thursday. My book club is coming on Sunday along with their husbands and we’re all going to cook an Italian meal together. I’ve uploaded four new e-books to Amazon. The US Open is in progress, so lots of great tennis to watch. The diet and exercise program the DH and I started on two months ago is going well and we’re both feeling great. Our son just landed a job he’s very excited about and that pays well! We had a great Labor Day weekend on the lake—here’s some photographic proof.

A beautiful day on the lake

The Bad:

Since all is well at Casa D’Alessandro, my Bad consists of a whine. I am sick and tired of uber-wealthy movie stars who get paid ridiculous amounts of money to make films complaining about how awful it is to be famous and pestered by photographers and fans. Shut up. Seriously. Shut. Up. The celeb who causes this rant is Jeremy Renner. I watched him on Live with Kelly last week while I was on the treadmill. I know nothing about Mr. Renner. I’ve never seen any of his movies, although the latest Bourne flick is on my list of movies I want to see. He came out looking very dapper and sat next to Kelly. He mentioned that he’d been traveling then she said something (and I’m paraphrasing here) to the effect that it must be lots of fun to make a movie but then be a “big bummer” and “a drag” to have to go out and promote it. Mr. Renner agreed that it was tough—five cities in twenty-four hours, so tiring, blah, blah, blah.

That’s when I turned off the show. Cry me a river, uber-wealthy celebs. Sorry it’s such a chore to have to wear fabulous clothes and fly in private jets to exotic locations and be forced to hobnob with gazillions of people who adore you. Seriously—real bummer for you. And you know what? I bet it is tiring—jet lag and all that. But hey, in the grand scheme of things, you’re getting paid plenty to suck it up and put on a happy face. Even if that’s the way Mr. Renner felt, he’s a freakin’ actor—PRETEND you like it. Really, there are a lot of people who are a lot worse off than you. In an effort to be fair to him, I think it was a pretty lame comment by Kelly to begin with and he might have been caught off guard. Still, this entire rant would have been avoided if Mr. Renner had just said something along the lines of, “Why, no, Kelly, it’s not a drag at all. I actually like meeting all the fans who are responsible for me being able to make films in the first place.”

So, here’s a news flash to everyone who wants to star in movies—BE WARNED! Being a movie star means that people with cameras are going to take photos of you, even at times when you don’t want them to. It means people are going to be interested in your comings and goings. It means strangers are going to talk to you in restaurants, airports, etc. It means fans are going to ask for your autographs. If you can’t handle that, then please stick to regional theatre where no one will know who you are, and no one will care what you do.

Okay, rant over.

As for the Ugly:

Sadly, that honor goes to my latest attempt to grow an herb garden. As I’ve mentioned in the past, I am really bad with plants. This latest attempt is so, so sad. So, so ugly.