So this is a Tamara Tattles Public Service announcement. I am not sure I can recap RHOBH tonight. I’d like to be more present for it than I could be right now. It’s possible that I will rally. But if things continue to go as they have today, I won’t even be awake when the Big Brother live feeds come on tonight. I just checked to see if After Dark was recording and it doesn’t start until tomorrow.
I get a ton of hate mail and have for the entire time I’ve run this site. Today, I got one of those, I’m leaving this site FOREVER! Emails. Clearly they have not read the commenting rules. I also get hate mail for PLEADING WITH YOU GUYS TO READ THE DAMN COMMENTING RULES. It’s because so many people do not.
I’m one person running a very large site mostly alone. Sometimes I need a mental health day. Or a health health day. I’m having a bit of both today. I’d tell you about it but then I get comments and emails that say, “Oh hope you feel better. My Aunt Suzy felt like that and then she dropped dead ten minutes later.” Or “I know exactly how you feel. That happened to me and … well you get the idea.”
So the hate mail I woke up to today said something like, “I don’t care what is going on in your life. JUST DO YOUR DAMN JOB. I need your tea and not your whining.” I presume they are new. I have been whining here since 2011 or so.
So of course I blocked the bitch.
But again. I am sort of a one woman show here with occasional writers. And the writing is the easy part. There are eleventy billion other things that I have to do that make me wonder why I ask someone else to do the fun part and I still have to do the hard parts. I digress.
I’m just an old lady sitting on a couch in the ghetto/barrio/white trash neighborhood. I’m also a hypochondriac who hates going to the doctor. So I may try to recap Big Brother tonight but I am feeling very unwell. And some other hate mail today was about my constant whining. And it’s true. I haven’t been feeling well for some time lately. So if I drop dead like Aunt Suzy, then I loved you all. And if more likely I am just in need of a break, then FUCK YOU AND THE HORSE YOUR RODE IN ON.
I probably just need a nap and to get back on the Lentil Season plan (shout out to my girls).
So to errr… recap. I’ll try to get something up about Big Brother tonight. And I’ll do RHOBH tomorrow. [dramatic comment] If tomorrow ever comes [/ dramatic comment].
Instead of commenting on my sick day, perhaps you could all share some GOOD NEWS in comments. Tell me about your gardens. I’d love to hear about that. Tomato season in the south brings us all together.