It is always nice to see Jennifer when she comes to town--like the circus! Err, minus the clowns.
I was told over and over again what a crackhead I am when I was at the boy's house last night. I walked into his house without having eaten dinner and understandably, I was hongry (y'all know big momma's gotta eat!)
So imagine my glee when I walked into his kitchen and saw the bounty of snack foods he was harboring. Is it my fault that I went around pointing out all of the edible wonders in his house?
"Pita chips?! You have pita chips!"
At this point, I realized I was doing a "snack food roll call" and embraced it.
That doesn't make me a crack head. It might make me a glutton, but it doesn't make me a crack head. I don't think crack heads even eat. So there.
Speaking of crack heads, everyone needs to leave Britney alone. She gave a crappy performance at the VMAs, true. I was bored within minutes of watching the video, and I soldiered on so I could discuss it here. But! People shouldn't call her fat. I thought she looked just fine. Maybe she's trying to break her drug habit and in the process she's started eating like a regular person. I think that's OK. The girl's worked hard and earned a gazillion dollars and had a couple of kids. Let her have a hamburger and get off the treadmill for a minute.
It makes me feel sad to see people calling (thin) people like her fat. No wonder eating disorders are so prevalent these days.