my cats get a world premiere of my show
Yesterday’s “Chubby Pamie and her Friends” entry generated quite a few e-mails telling me that I’m looking like Jay Leno. Last night I was passing by MTV’s Fanatic and some poor girl was talking to Celine Dion. I think, if you look again, you’ll notice that I actually look a bit like Celine.
pamie packs a punch
“Oh, hey,” Eric said to me last night before we went to sleep, “we don’t have to get on a plane tomorrow, do we?”
“No,” I replied.
“Good. I don’t want to get on another plane for a while.”
Although the family reunion was a lot of fun, Eric and I are really tired of airplanes. I swear the seats get smaller and hotter with each connecting flight.