Sorry I’ve gone dark again. I don’t even know where I am. First I was traveling for two full weeks to Florida for tv, to Trinidad and Tobago for the convention, then New York for Kelly Rutherford’s party and about 10 million magazine interviews. No sooner do I land then I jump into my 4 day mastermind training with Dave Dee and Alexis Martin Neely so that I could work ON my business instead of IN it. Very hard for ADD girl to do, let me tell you.

When tough times like this strike, I turn to reality tv.

Sunday I thought I was going to be on fire with the Live it Like Lamas or whatever that new show on Bravo is called, because I do think that Shayne is cute and fun. Lord, I thought I was challenged! That girl is still cute, but very train-wreckish. And what’s with the mom and the hot flashes and just hanging out naked in the kitchen with the camera crew. Seriously? Does someone need to tell her this might not be the best idea? Last night caught up with my new favorite reality star, Rachel Zoe. I’ve decided I love her. I have a girl crush on her. How in God’s green land she didn’t fire Taylor after all of that obnoxious whining (pot, meet kettle, kettle, meet pot), is completely beyond me. Seriously Rachel, there are tons of cheerful little numbers that would be HAPPY, ECSTATIC, THRILLED to hang up those clothes and meet with Anne Hathaway.

Still bingeing (sp?), I hit Million Dollar Listing. The gentlman with the Monkeys’s style hair just is like a knife to my soul. I guess I’m the one keeping all of these people on the air thought because I just can’t turn this crap off.

What else? Oh yes. In the midst of my rock star learning week, EVERY SINGLE CLIENT I HAVE EVER HAD called or emailed to say they need a party. Really? This week we’re going to plan every kind of party anyone was ever going to throw? Seriously, I’m thrilled but did everyone wait until Mercury was safely out of retrograde to just throw me the doozy? All of that excitement on top of the fact that L.A. actually got some real, bonafied rain today is just too much for my little heart to handle. I mean the weathermen here are just going to need thoracic surgery with all of this new aquatic noise coming from the sky.

Since I have now finished the very last item on my to do list (this blog), I am going to head to Korean Scientology for a little kimchi yoga. Back in touch witcha manana.

Large and in charge,

MM, signing off.