Alright, so I'm a loser. But only if you compare me to other people.

After Lula goes to bed I like to unwind by watching a little HGTV. After falling asleep last night I was confronted by evidence I may be spending too much time unwinding, for I dreamt I was having an affair with Kenneth Brown. Kenneth Brown may be a brilliant designer but let me tell you, he's a sadly disappointing kisser. In any case, I was totally into the whole thing 'cause Ken's house was so outrageously cool. He and I weren't sure if Chris was oblivious to our tryst or if Chris knew and hoped I'd score some free design advice. No advice was forthcoming, but I did learn that Ken continues to co-sleep with his ex-girlfriend and her four kids. Perhaps I overreacted to the news when I left him, I mean this was California. And you should have seen this guy's kitchen! Then again, had it been a truly fantastic dream there would have been no affair. Kenneth Brown would have simply visited our house and after having looked around exclaimed, "Damn, Girl, your house is smoking! I wouldn't change a thing." Ah, the good times we'll never again share. I miss him sometimes. What do you suppose he meant when I was leaving and he said I should get a life?

Comments

[Shelly Duffey]

Candy, It could be worse, I once kissed David Letterman. No more Late Night TV!

shelly

[grandma Pam]

Hi there everyone.
Candy, I'd say too much coffee and forget Ken.
Your house is very tastefully done.

I heard from Angie that Chis had an infection too. Did he have to pee in a jar? I'm glad all is on the mend.
Kiss Lula for me and we miss her very much.