I've been away all weekend. The beach, lots of reading, wonderful food. No TV. Tonight I came home, unpacked, threw laundry in the washer, poured myself a glass of wine, and turned on TiVo. To the Real Housewives of NYC. The one on Ramona's rented yacht.
Really Kelly, again? Unless this is the result of some extremely creative editing, she's certifiable. I can't watch. I'm done.