Catherine Zeta-Jones checked herself into the nervous hospital for Bi-Polar II disorder. She stayed five days.
This is every woman’s (that I know) dream. Just a week in the hospital with bedside service and sleep. No bills or jobs or kids or husbands or stress or noise or chatter. Just a week to get your shit together. Get a handle on that sleep deprivation you’ve been running on for over a year. Some vitamins and good joo-joo going into your body. Mandatory times for being social and some lovely padded walls and floors for when you fall right out of the bed.
I think it sounds lovely.
Last night it wasn’t Princes’ Harry and William in my dreams, but Shirley MacLaine. We were all over the place. I was reading one of her books right before I went to sleep, so that explains that. I got this one at the Half Price Books yesterday at lunch.
Also, have I told you that the lettuce and spinach in my garden are almost ready for the eating? I do believe I shall have some fresh greens with my grilled chicken tonight! YUMMMM!
This is one of my new favorite things. Totally stole it from the roommate and with just a teensy bit of real maple syrup, warmed up…it needs nothing else. SO GOOD and easy!
Aaaaand here’s one for the day. The women of rock were on the Big O yesterday. (you know I’m totally sucked into the Farewell Season) and they made me so happy with their music! Ohhhh Stevie Nicks.
She still looks amazing and her voice sounds really good. Pat Benetar, however, sounds just as good as she did when I was in the 7th grade