Posted by Ilana Angel
Last night on the season finale of Survivor. Russell came in 3rd place, having received no votes from the jury. He was robbed. People voted on who they liked, not who played the game the best. The only conciliation, was that he once again received the fan favorite prize of $100,000.
Nobody voted for him, because they did not like him. Who cares? It’s not a popularity contest. Russell outwitted, outplayed and outlasted everyone. This season was supposed to be about returning, revenge, and redemption. In the end it was about a man who played brilliantly, and was then judged harshly, for screwing everyone over, in a game that is built on screwing people over.
If there was going to be a winner other than Russell, I’m glad it was Sandra, over Parvati. With her husband serving in Afghanistan, was nice it was her. That said, it should not have been her. It should have been Russell. He was robbed. To Eric, my son’s friend, YOU WON. He bet me Sandra would win, and I thought he was crazy, but he won the bet.
I would like to publically acknowledge that Eric is awesome. Truly a remarkable 14 year old boy, who is brilliant, and called this one. I was wrong, and he was right. He is a genius. Did I mention that he won the bet, and is truly the most awesome child in the universe? To be clear, he is the best. I believe this blog, as now cleared the bet on my part.
Bret Michaels made it into the final round on Celebrity Apprentice. He is up against Holly Robinson Peete, who I hope does not win. She is mean, and did not play the game nicely, and should lose at the final hour. Bret Michaels surprised us all, impresses us each week, and deserves to win.
I think Russell is divine, Bret Michaels is fabulous, and Eric is awesome. Reality television, while not really based in reality, is entertaining. Tonight I’ll spend the evening in New Jersey, and watch a little Dancing With The Stars. Sometimes reality television takes the edge off a stressful day. I love to watch it. As for me ever being on a reality show., not a chance. For that, I am keeping the faith.
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May 16, 2010 | 1:15 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
In speaking to different people, both friends and new acquaintances, both single and married, it’s always interesting when the conversation turns to sex. The single people are clearly having more sex than those who are married. The married couples are not having a lot of sex, but they are happy, and seem okay with it. Or so they would have us believe.
There are a lot of excuses being made by the married people. When asked why they don’t have sex as much as they used to, if at all, it was all about the kids, work, house, and lack of time. That’s a lot of excuses, none of which make that much sense long term. I mean I get it, for a few weeks, but we’re talking months, and in some cases years, without sex.
There’s an underlying frustration, and clear lack of communication, happening in the marriages. The wife would like sex more often, but does not say anything because she wants to be desired, and not the aggressor. The husband figures he will get turned down, so why bother? The most interesting thing, is how willing people are to openly talk about their sex lives. It’s healthy, but also rather sad.
As someone who is single, but searching for love, and eventually marriage, it poses the following question: can you have sex and marriage at the same time? I’ve written about this before, but it came up again this weekend, and I’m fascinated by the lack of sex in otherwise healthy relationships. Perhaps the issue is that I have an unrealistic view of what marriage is. I’m not married, and when I was, I was in my 20’s, but now, in my 40’s, when women are supposed to be in their sexual prime, sex should be a joy, a pleasure, and a requirement, not a burden.
It seems to me, that sex is a chore in a lot of marriages. Part of what makes it great, is that as adults, we can have sex without guilt. I appreciate that life happens, and planning is sometimes required and necessary. If you need to put it on the calendar, then do it. Whatever it takes to make it happen, do it. Isn’t one of the best things about marital sex, that you don’t have to feel guilty? When you are single, sex is riddled with guilt. Are you sleeping with the right person? Will it be good? Will they respect you? Are they sleeping with other people? It’s a brutal process.
There are aspects of these sexless marriages, which are really appealing. A partner, friend, someone to always have your back, knowledge about someone, and a comfort with a person, that no one else has. A witness to your life, and a body next to yours at night, are all fabulous, and compelling reasons to get married. That said, can human beings go without sex? If people are not having sex with their spouses, are they having sex outside of their marriages? If you have a spouse, and a life together that is good, but sexless, would you not work hard to ensure you don’t have sex outside the relationship?
When I recently wrote about Tiger Woods and Jesse James, I said I thought sex addiction was lame. I got one email from a man who has a sex addiction, who assured me it was a real condition, and one from a woman, who told me her husband had it, and they were working on their marriage. Are we to believe that some humans are wired to want lots of sex, with lots of different people, while others are wired to not want it at all? I think sex is a privilege, and that sex within a relationship, marriage or otherwise, requires work, dedication, and commitment, but not necessarily a lot of time.
You can be intimate in a few minutes, in random places, and create a bond that is required in a healthy relationship. The thing that trips people up, is thinking there needs to be a fluffy bed, flowers and champagne. People get caught up in the pressures society puts on sex, rather than just the sex. Sex is not always a romantic skip through the garden. It is hot and sweaty, and can be taken care of rather quickly. Not every time of course, but in a pinch, it can be fast, and fabulous. You have to want it, and not think of it as a chore. If marriage means you stop having sex, then why get married at all, unless sex is just not that important to you?
Sex changes with each generation. It used to be the only thing you had to worry about, was getting pregnant. As people became more open sexually, STD’s and AIDS changed everything. Marriage became more appealing, because you were only sleeping with one person. Or so you thought. With the porn and adult toy industries thriving, and generating billions of dollars, it would appear that sex is happening. The problem is that people are taking care of business on their own. What happened to the good old days, when people had sex with each other?
Is it just too much of a bother to shave your legs, suck in your stomach, fix your hair, sit through dinner, and change the sheets? Is it too late to wait for the kids to go to bed, so you’re exhausted? Is it too weird to meet at home during the day, for a few minutes, while the kids are not there? Sex is not the most important part of a marriage, but it’s got to be up there. It is the part of a marriage that should be nurtured. If sex is taken care of, everything else will fall into place. Without sex, you are just living with someone, which I suppose is also really good.
Can you be married, love your spouse, have a completely happy life together, and not have sex? I’m not sure. If you are not having sex at home, will you eventually have sex outside of the marriage, or spend more time than is acceptable, in front of your computer finding some kind of satisfaction online, for what is missing at home?.
There are many books, theories, and scientific studies that talk about sex. How much you should have, how it makes you live longer, have better skin, and relieve headaches. There are literally a million and one things you can read about sex. Instead of reading about sex, we should all be having sex. I’m not a doctor, a scientist, or a sex therapist. All I know for sure, is that in my circle, single people are having more sex than married couples, and a lot of the married people I spoke to, are having sex outside of their marriages. It’s sad, and troubling, but also a wake up call, to those of us who are searching.
If you are married, but not having sex, make an effort. If you are single, and not having sex because you feel judged, snap out of it, be safe, and have all the sex you want. If you are single, about to get married, and having sex, don’t let it stop once you’ve tied the knot. Maybe some people don’t need it, or miss it. I think it’s unlikely that two of those people are going to find each other. If one person wants it, and is not getting it, they are going to look outside of the marriage. If someone is dating, and more into it than their partner, it’s not a match.
Sex should not be something that we are afraid to talk about, or engage in. When there are two consenting adults, it should be a great thing. One that is enjoyed and celebrated, not forbidden, and a cause for stress, or bad feelings about ourselves, or each other. When my son is older, I will teach him to respect sex, respect women, and respect marriage. For myself, I hope I meet a man that respects sex, respects women, and respects marriage. For my part, I will make sure that I respect him, our relationship, and most importantly, myself.
Relationships are hard to find, and harder to keep. They take love, time, care, respect, attention, and thought. They require a sense of humor, a sense of self, and an open mind. They need patience, compromise, determination and trust. All attainable, if you keep the faith.
May 14, 2010 | 11:57 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
If I were a child of these women, I would make want to change my name, move to another city, jump on the pole, or perhaps simply kill my mother. There is no better “reality” show on television. This week’s episode made me want to pluck my own eyes out, and at several points throughout the hour, my ears started to bleed.
Ramona is taking the ladies to St. John for her “Renewal Ceremony Bachelorette Party”. Jill decided to not go. Ramono thought it was because she was not going to be center of attention, and therefore there was no point. LuAnn did not go, because she can’t pee without permission from Jill. The fact is, Jill did not go because she is a bitch.
LuAnn is off to record a song. Turns out, she has always been a singer. Who knew. To clarify, just because you like to sing, does not make you a good singer. It just means you like to sing. This chick does not sing well. Her producer, Chris Young, is silly. By silly of course I mean he’s an idiot. He has the balls to compare her to Madonna and Fergie. Really? He is tone deaf, and clearly in love with the Countless one.
With each episode, I am amazed by how simple, uneducated, and dumb, the Countess is. This week she referred to Itzhak Perlman as a great singer. She is a car wreck that you want to desperately get away from, but can’t stop staring at. Chris Young tells her that when it comes to singing, there is no luck, just skill. This guy is a piece of work.
Bethanny, Alex, Sonja, Kelly and Ramona have landed in the US Virgin Islands, and you know it’s going to be great. Bethanny is sad, having just buried her father, but she is there, pregnant, and on fire with the zingers. Ramona is ready to be a superstar hostess. Alex is surprisingly lovely. Kelly is an idiot, which we all knew. Sonja is just happy to be there.
Kelly is nervous because she’s never been to a bachelorette party. She is 41 years old, and never had a friend get married? This proves Kelly has no friends. She is cold and women, myself included, don’t like her. She has never been one of the more popular housewives, but in these final couple of weeks, I’m predicting that she becomes the least popular.
Ramona has rented a yacht for the trip. Let’s stop for a moment to say that these are not young girls in their 20’s. We’re looking at 40’s and 50’s, and each one of them can rock a bikini. They are crazy, and some are in need of serious medication, or perhaps a white jacket, but they are all rocking their bodies. Bravo for looking fabulous.
Ramona tells Bethanny about Jill, and how she lost her mind that she was not told about her dad dying, which make Kelly freak out. She goes off about she is normal, and everyone else is bitter, gross and immature. The ladies are having a calm discussion, and Kelly can’t stop attacking them. She is very strange, and has no grasp of the English language.
She tells them all they are sick, and demented. It was hilarious. She went off on everyone, and when they said they were talking about their feelings, Kelly freaked out, and stormed off. She can’t talk about feelings. She goes to leave, and can’t get the door open. Fantastic moment. She is standing there, with her football playing tranny body, fumbling with the door.
Bethanny is hilarious. Her and Alex are talking about Kelly’s outburst. When Alex asks her what the hell happened, Bethanny tells her the entire exchange was a gift from Jesus, to make her laugh when she was so sad. They are laughing as Bethanny is calling Kelly out on all her crap. I felt happy for Bethanny at that moment, and really liked Alex.
LuAnn is on a date with Court. He is both creepy, and oddly sweet. They walk into a place that he tells her reminds him of an opium den. They walk in and she says, “It does look just like an opium den”. Has she seen many? She met Court in the Hamptons. She is very happy to be on a date, so she settles in for a nice evening.
They are together for a total of 5 minutes, when she asks him when they are doing it again. It was cute, but a little off. Clearly she is out of her element, and is stumbling, but it’s almost endearing, if you can look beyond how ridiculous she is. They kiss a few times here and there, but it’s weird. They seem to have no chemistry, yet LuAnn says they do.
We are 42 minutes into the show and no sign of Jill. This show is much more entertaining without her in it. She is annoying, and it makes the show exhausting to watch. Without Jill, it’s much more entertaining. Pay attention Bravo. This show is better without Jill in it. Let’s hope they make that a fact next season.
The ladies go snorkeling, and Ramona is paddling around with a water noodle. It’s insane, and cute. There are no fish to see, and Ramona is screaming to everyone, “Where are the fish?” Hey Ramona, they have all left because they can hear you screaming. You are too loud. Even underwater, this chick is too loud.
The ladies are all hanging out on the yacht after dinner, and a couple of drinks. Ramona has left to visit the yacht next door, which is owned by the owner of Hooters. Kelly brings shots out, Bethanny is talking about the loss of her father, and all hell breaks loose. Kelly is mentally unstable, and I’m thinking old man photographer dumped her because she is crazy.
Kelly is telling Bethanny that her story is not hers alone. Let’s of people have difficult lives. She is spewing crap about stuff she does not know anything about. She is really not well. Ramona comes back and she is hammered. Sonja thinks perhaps Kelly is uptight because she secretly loves women, and thinks she needs to get laid, and have a one-night stand.
Kelly thinks that a one-night stand means you have unprotected sex, and sleep with people across America. She says girls from the mid-west don’t do that. Really? Some of my most fabulous, and slutty friends are from the Midwest. You know who you are girls, and I adore you! Sonja says that no one should die without having a one-night stand. Love her.
This episode will forever be the one were I fell in love with Sonja. I would be friends with this chick. She is honest, open, and sports a huge set of balls. At the same time, she is vulnerable, and insecure. There is a realness to her, that the other ladies, just don’t have. I like her. She is gorgeous, funny, and lives her life out loud.
Sonja is expressing herself and Kelly looses it. Again. She says that feelings are totally 1979. What does that even mean? She says life is short, and people need to let stuff go, yet she can’t seem to let go of every word Bethanny has ever said. She says Bethanny is constantly trying to hurt her, and her family. We are witnessing a nervous breakdown.
Kelly gives a speech that belongs on the season finale of Survivor. She screams that no one likes Bethanny, no one cares about her, she is vindictive, crazy, a whore bag, and people don’t like her. I expect men with a white coat to come out, and haul her off. How is this woman not being admitted into a psychiatric facility? I am mortified for her children.
Ramona is drunk beyond belief, and flirting with the owner of Hooters. She kisses him on the lips, and is now slurring her words. She gets an inch away from the guys face, to talk to him, and it is hilarious. Bethanny comes over to tell Alex and Ramona about the madness next door. Ramona explains Bethanny and Kelly’s relationship by saying they are like salt and water. So drunk.
Kelly then has the balls to come over to the Hooters boat. Ramona tells Kelly that she needs to shut up, or leave. Others than preggers, everyone is a little hammered. Ramona then starts fighting with Kelly to be nice. The poor Hooter’s guy is watching them all fight, and it’s fabulous. As they are fighting, Sonja is on the lookout for a Hooter girl.
Alex, Ramona and Bethanny go out dancing to avoid being back on the boat with Kelly. They are shaking their groove thing, and it’s nice because Ramona is in hog heaven, and it’s her party, so she should have fun. Back at the boat, Kelly is in Crazytown, and Sonja is hammered, convinced Kelly’s room smells like cat pee.
We made it though an entire show without Jill, and it was so good. Next week looks like it will be my favorite episode of the NYC Housewives ever. This show is a guilty pleasure I am willing to openly admit I love. It will be interesting to see how many of their kids end up in porn, or drug rehab. Anything other than 100%, will require their mothers to keep the faith.
May 13, 2010 | 1:37 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
Every once in a while, I come across someone that I have an instant connection to. That happened when I recently met Ms. Jackie Kallen. Anyone who follows boxing, knows who Jackie is. Even if you don’t follow boxing, this is someone you should know. She is a fascinating woman, and has become a role model of mine.
I became familiar with Jackie on the reality television show The Contender, with Sugar Ray Leonard and Sylvester Stallone.. We met recently at a charity event meeting, and from the moment I shook her hand, she was my friend. Ms. Kallen is 64 years old, but you’d be hard pressed to find a 40 year old that looks as good as she does. She is a classy lady, and a fabulous broad.
Born and raised in Detroit, in a middle class Jewish family, Jackie got engaged at 19, married at 20, and has 2 sons, and 3 grandchildren. After 30 years of marriage, her husband announced that he was in love with another woman, a younger woman, and they divorced. She then found herself in her fifties and single, so she moved to Los Angeles to start over.
When Jackie was little she decided that life was not about fitting in, but rather about standing out. She fought her way into the boxing world, and her determination and talent has kept her there. Dubbed the First Lady of Boxing, her life story inspired the movie Against The Ropes, with Meg Ryan playing Jackie. Worth renting if you’ve not seen it.
Jackie is a girly girl, who has balls, and holds her own in a man’s world. She is not afraid to speak her mind, and is a role model to young and old alike. Every high school, university, and woman’s group, should have her come and speak. She is an inspiration, and has a message that is worth hearing, for both young women and young men.
We thankfully live in a time when kids can grow up to be whatever they want, regardless of their sex or race. Jackie speaks in way that not only do people know that it is possible to build the life they want, but that they all have the ability to not only dream it, but make it a reality. She has led several lives in her 64 years, and her experiences are fascinating.
This is a woman who would not listen when people told her boxing was no place for women, and when she was told no, she fought hard to change people’s answer to yes. She inspires me in so many ways. She has overcome loss, heartache, heart disease, and cancer. She has never needed to reinvent herself, because she has been the same person since childhood.
She has taught me that the greatest thing I can do for myself, is believe in myself. No matter what happens, life is all about perception, and I can control not only what my perception is, but how others perceive me. When it comes to what “they say”, Jackie’s responds that she does not know who “they” are, so she does not need to listen. I love this chick.
She has been through so much in her life, and when knocked down, she has an uncanny ability to not blame anyone. She takes full responsibility for the things in her life, and rather than complain, or be bitter, she learns from the fall, does not make the same mistake twice, and embraces the lesson. She is a very evolved human being, and I strive to be more like her.
Jackie is currently working on a charity boxing event that I am involved with. It’s called “Knock Out Addiction” and the proceeds will benefit Beit T’Shuvah, which is a temple and residential addiction treatment center, here in Los Angeles. There will be 3 matches, the main event being one between Rabbi Mark Borovitz, and actor/comedian Tom Arnold.
There is a very funny interview with Tom Arnold, talking about the fight, at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8u4WLRFTAPM. The event is on Wednesday, June 16th, at The Beverly Hilton Hotel. If you would like information about tickets, call Barbara Friedman at 310-204-5200, ext. 204, or email her at email@example.com, and she will hook you up.
Jackie will be there, along with her boxing pals. Some old time heroes, some up and coming hopefuls, and some guy that goes by the name Sugar Ray, who I am not so secretly in love with. It will be a great night, for a great cause, so if going to be in Los Angeles on the 16th, and want a fun night out, get in touch with Barbara.
If you’ve never been to Friday Night Services at Beit T’Shuvah, you really should go. It’s a rock concert, Shabbat service that will knock your socks off. I had no idea that Jews could be addicts. Who knew? This place is a hidden treasure in this city, and has redefined how I view my faith, and myself. And for the record, I’ve got my money on the Rabbi.
Jackie Kallen is a hero. She not only has balls, but makes me grateful that I’ve got them too. If I can look half as good as she does when I’m 64, I’ll be thrilled, and if I can maintain my balls, while still being a lady, like she is, then I will be blessed. You can find out more about Jackie at www.jackiekallen.com, so check her out.
Jackie reminded me of how exciting, and sexy a sport boxing is, and that being a lady who can hang with the big boys, is attainable by all women. She inspires me to be my best self, and not be afraid of getting older. She has shown me that when you are knocked down, or even knocked out, you can get back on your feet, if you simply keep the faith.
May 11, 2010 | 11:56 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
I wrote about a lot of different things over the past week. I’m always surprised by the mail that my blog gets. It is positive, negative, scary, educational, and always entertaining. I found this week’s comments to be particularly interesting. This is what I learned from my blog, and life, this week:
Love: I love my son. Unconditionally, and completely love him. I feel honored to be able to celebrate Mother’s Day with him every year. We are going to court this week to tie up some custody issues, and I have been inspired by how poised and mature he is. He is a remarkable young man, and makes me want to be a better person.
Hate: I wrote about online dating, and got a letter that said dating online was for losers, and desperate people. He wrote that he hated me, and those like me, who think we can find love online. Hate is a big word, and using it to describe millions of people, you don’t know, takes balls. Good for you. I’ve got $20 that says that writer is looking for a date, online, right this minute.
Choices: I wrote about the movie BABIES, and how much I loved it. I mentioned that our children will become what we teach them to become. That is a lot of power for parents, because what we teach them, will give them the ability to change the world for the better, or worse. I wrote that one of things I teach my son, is that everyone is in charge of their own bodies. It was a broad statement, but an important one.
A reader immediately wrote to bash me for being pro-choice. She let me know I was going to hell for believing that a woman can kill a baby, that God placed in her womb, and mentioned something about my son getting his girlfriend pregnant one day, only to have the girlfriend murder my grandchild. To this writer, I have a little advice for you: time to self-medicate.
Sex: I found out that a friend of mine, who is 42, and gorgeous, has not had sex in 7 years. 7 YEARS. I think that must be a blog all its own, for next week. 7 years!
Dating: Things ended rather abruptly with “Ari” the Israeli. It was all quite civil. As civil as things can be when you are dumped by text message. It has been a couple of weeks since we had any contact. Then, out of nowhere, he sent me a text to wish me a happy Mother’s Day. Shame that one did not work out. I liked him, and in the end, he was just not that into me.
Niecy Nash was voted off of Dancing With The Stars. I thought she was really great. I loved her attitude, her sense of humor, how she worked her body, how proud her mom was of her, and how much her boyfriend enjoyed watching her dance. She was never going to win, but she made it to the final four, and that is huge. Mazel Tov Niecy.
Regardless of whether the comments people send are good or bad, I love getting them. I appreciate every single person that reads my blog, and regardless of whether they agree with me or not, I love that they feel strongly enough to send a note. Writing Keeping The Faith, helps me to keep the faith.
May 11, 2010 | 9:31 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
Monday night I got to spend my weekly hour in New Jersey, and it was fabulous. This show does not disappoint. Watching these women is both entertaining, and mortifying. We wait for it each week, watch it closely, and then spend 6 days saying we won’t watch it anymore, only to be thrilled when Monday night comes back around.
I noticed this week that in the opening credits, Dina’s daughter Lexi no longer appears. Clearly she is keeping her off this year, but I wonder why. She is a cute girl, but she is only 14, and I say bravo to Dina for pulling her off, if it was in fact her. This show is no place for children, and by no place, of course I mean Danielle should not have children.
Danielle is selling her house. We get a little mini tour and it’s quite revealing, in several ways. First, she tells us that when she sells her house, her ex-husband gets half the sale. She wonders why she should keep it clean and take care of it, when it’s not completely hers. Really? How about because it’s where your kids live.
In walking around with the real estate agent, we see that the house is falling apart. It’s filthy and run down. She keeps talking about how great the house is, and it’s the nicest house in town, but once again she is a lying, and we get to see it first hand. The best part is that she makes the agent take her shoes off, before walking through the pigsty.
Danielle is ridiculous, and fakes her accent. When she is just talking in a normal conversation, she has no real accent. When she being all badass, and channeling her inner Soprano, she gets an accent so thick, it’s as if she is someone else, which makes sense, since she is schizophrenic. Two people, one body, two accents. This chick is a piece of work.
Jacqueline and Caroline are out for lunch with Teresa. Teresa and Caroline are hell bent on dragging Danielle through the dirt, every opportunity they get, and create opportunities where they can. Jacqueline is the sweetest person in New Jersey. She wants so much to support Danielle, but it’s an impossible battle, and they will bring her to the dark side eventually.
Jacqueline’s oldest child, Ashley, comes by to visit, and by visit, of course I mean do her laundry. She is 18, does not go to school, does not have a job, lives with a friend, has a boyfriend who is 23 years old, and goes out drinking even though she is underage. This chick a mess, rude to her mother, clueless about life, and on her way a huge crash and burn.
Danielle’s daughter Christine is going to be a model. She is a really beautiful girl, super tall, and thin, with a fabulous face. She is cute when she talks about it. The funny part is that Danielle is talking about how she is going to be with her every step of the way, and will oversee everything, but for Christine, it’s clearly a way to escape her mother. Sad to watch.
Teresa’s daughter Gia also has aspirations of modeling. She goes to an audition for a fashion show, and is adorable. Cut to Danielle bagging on her, saying she cannot be a model because she just does not have it. She says it will never happen because Gia is only 4 feet tall. She is only 8 years old Danielle. That this chick is so willing to knock a kid down, is disgusting.
Christine is at her first photo shoot, and she is fabulous. The pictures are being taken by Gilles Bensimon. He is the ex-husband of Kelly from the Real Housewives of New York City. He is a hundred years old. Wonder why that marriage didn’t work out. Christine is enjoying her day, but mentions that she wishes her mother was not there. Danielle is going to ruin this for her.
Back at Caroline’s, Albie is pissed off that his sister Lauren, is dating his best friend Vito. If you love your sister, and want her to be with someone wonderful and deserving, wouldn’t you want her to be with your best friend? I don’t get why it’s a big deal. He loves his friend, needs to trust him, and get over himself.
Danielle is with Christine and they find out that the photo shoot landed her on the cover. All Danielle wants to talk about is how much she knows about fashion, and the fashion industry. Christine is a sweet girl. She seems melancholy, and there is a hollow look to her, which is sad. As a viewer, I want this to happen for her so she can escape from her mother, then save her little sister.
The agency is talking about what a great mom Danielle is, and that it will be great to have her there for the entire process. Christine looks like she wants to either burst into tears, or slit her own throat. It’s heartbreaking. This girl is trying so hard to break away from a horrible situation, but she can’t. Danielle is simply not well, and the kids are suffering.
Danielle is planning a luncheon to celebrate the magazine cover that Christine did. What’s so weird, is that she is not including Christine, or any of her friends. It’s just for her, so it can be all about her. She calls people to tell them she is doing a lunch for Christine, yet Christine is not invited. This woman is using her kids to further herself, and I think it’s disgusting.
She invites Dina and Jacqueline, but they both say no. She is so disappointed that they are not coming. Really? They are not coming because you are a crazy person. It’s fascinating that she is honestly surprised they are not there. She needs to be under the care of a doctor. She is delusional. I’m not kidding.
I think Danielle should date Jesse James. They are perfect for each other, and would live happily ever after. She is the exact type of low hanging fruit that he is attracted to. They can live in Crazytown, get tattoos, and talk about how everyone else is crazy, and they are good people, who no one understands. A match made in heaven.
Danielle proceeds to trash talk Dina and Jacqueline at the luncheon. She is not anyone I would ever want to be friends with. She is scary, and turns the luncheon into a fact-finding mission to come back and burn the other ladies, at a later date. Then she talks about how she wishes no harm on anyone, just love and light.
Something bad is going to happen. Seriously. Danielle will hurt someone, or perhaps, as Caroline would have us believe, arrange for someone else to hurt someone. She is a danger to her children. I better shut up before she comes after me too. This show rocks. An explosion is coming, and I can’t wait. As for Danielle coming after me, I’m sleeping with one eye open, and keeping the faith.
May 10, 2010 | 12:22 pm
Posted by Ilana Angel
I went to see the movies BABIES yesterday. My son took me for Mother’s Day and I must tell you, I loved it. It is a beautiful movie, that will make you laugh, cry, and think about the world. It will remind you that no matter where you are from, we are all the same.
Directed by award-winning filmmaker Thomas Balmès, BABIES simultaneously follows four babies around the world – from birth to first steps. The children are, Ponijao, from Namibia; Bayarjargal, from Mongolia, Mari, from Japan; and Hattie, from the United States.
There is no narration, or dialogue, just cooing, crying, and laughing. I was entranced by these beautiful babies, and felt honored to see them grow. As I watched them, I was reminded of my own son, when he was a baby. It is a fabulous movie, and I highly recommend it.
Children are all born innocent. This movie shows us how small the world really is, and how connected all human beings are. We raise our children with our beliefs, and teach them what we know. We mold them into the adults they will become, and show them how to be parents.
The film shows us that regardless of where you are born, what language you speak, or what your traditions are, babies are all the same. To watch these kids, from four corners of the earth, growing up so completely different, yet exactly the same, is eye opening.
I left the movie feeling both sad, and inspired. Sad that people can take innocent lives and fill them with hate. Inspired, that the cycle of hate can end, and we can create a better world. I know it sounds silly and naïve, but it’s true, and that gives me hope.
My son thought it was a great movie. He laughed a lot, and when the babies did things that were particularly funny or gross, he asked me if he ever did the same thing when he was a baby. We came home and watched movies of him as a baby, and it was the greatest Mother’s Day ever.
My son was moved, and left wanting to learn more about the world. We talked about the four families featured in the film, and he had interesting insight into what he saw. He is 14 years old, and this simple movie, has inspired him to look at the world in a new way.
He wants to visit Africa, and help teach locals to grow their own food. He wants to learn about Genghis Kahn, and watch the movie Mongol again. He wants to study the architecture of Tokyo, and go on holiday to San Francisco. He wants to understand why people are so mean to each other.
My son thinks gay people should be able to get married. He believes people are in charge of her their bodies He understands that you never hit a woman, or a child. He cheers for the underdog, thinks all men are created equal, and does not care what color people are, or what their faith is.
My son believes these things, because I taught him these things. He is filled with love and hope, because I raised him that way. We all have the power to build a better world through our children, regardless of where we are from, or what we believe. That is a lot of power.
Everyone should see the movie BABIES. It will change how you look at the world, and your place in it. I am blessed to have a child, and proud of myself for raising him to be a wonderful human being. Teach your kids to be good people, respect themselves, respect each other, and keep the faith.
May 9, 2010 | 10:39 am
Posted by Ilana Angel
Being a mother is the greatest job in the world. The truth is, I’ve never thought of it as a job, so much as a privilege. I love my kid. I love him more than I can properly articulate. He is 14 years old, which is crazy, because I feel like just yesterday he was a baby. I got divorced when my son was not even a year old. We are very close, partly because it’s been him and I for a long time.
When he was 4 years old, he told me he didn’t want me to get married again. I told him I wouldn’t get married until he was ready, and when he was, he should tell me. When he was 10, he told me I should start dating. When he was 12, he told me he thought I should get married. As he gets older, he becomes more concerned with my meeting someone.
My son has always wanted to go university in New York City. NYU has been his plan for as long as I can remember. I’m not sure how he made this decision, but it’s his goal. I have been preparing for his leaving for college since he was little. My whole life is built around this kid, and if his dreams come true, then so do mine. He is my top priority.
He told me recently that if I was not married, by the time he graduated from high school, he would go to college here in Los Angeles. I told him that was silly, and he was going to NYU. He insists he will not leave me alone. Of course I will never allow him to set aside his dreams for me, but at the same time, I am proud that he would even consider staying here for me.
His concern for me is one of the reasons I date so much. Apart from the fact that I like being in a relationship, and am looking for one for me, I feel a little pressure to find one for him. I need to find a man, so my son can leave, and become a man. Some people will think it’s unusual, but it’s not. It’s simply a story about a mother and son, who love and respect each other.
We raise our kids to be good people. We want them to have better lives than we did, with all the advantages that are available to kids of this generation. My child is good people. At 14, he still hugs me in public, tells me he loves me in front of his friends, calls me when he’s out to let me know he is okay, is interested in my opinions, and trusts me with his secrets.
This morning he gave me a gorgeous pearl bracelet and earrings for Mother’s Day. I love them, and will treasure them forever. He also gave me a very funny card, and I want to share what he wrote inside.
I cannot explain the love I have for you as my mother. You are the best Mom a boy could ask for. You have always been there for me, and you will now, and forever, be my best friend. You let me pursue my dreams, and for that I cannot thank you enough. I love you so much and wish you the happiest and best Mother’s Day Ever.
Lot’s of Love,
My son will be going to NYU in 4 years, and I can’t wait to see this dream come true for him. I will support his desire to leave, just as my mother did for me, when I wanted to come to California. I am a wonderful mother, because I have a wonderful mother. To my Mummy, and all the moms, I wish you all a very Happy Mother’s Day. I hope it’s relaxing and full of joy.
To my son, I love you. I could not be prouder of you. Not just because you are my son, but because you are a wonderful human being. Thank you for making all my dreams come true. Being your mom is truly a blessing. If I’m married or not, if I have a boyfriend or not, you are going to university in New York City. I am your mother, and you have to do what I say. Why? Because I said so. Now go clean your room.
I hope my son remembers all the things I’ve taught him. I hope he forgives me for the mistakes I’ve made. I hope he lives happily ever after. I hope he marries a wonderful woman, and has healthy babies. I hope I am here to see it all. I hope that if he remembers only one thing I’ve said, for the rest of his life, it’s that no matter what happens, good and bad, he must always keep the faith.