Oh goodness this week has been hectic, but good and productive. Yet here we are again. . .
It was lovely to see Kimberley at her graduation and to see how she has matured into a beautiful young woman. I hope she achieves all of her dreams as she certainly deserves them.
It's hard to understand why somebody would search for a problem when really there isn't one. I had made everyone well aware in advance that I had committed that weekend to National Alopecia Areata Foundation in St Louis.
As many of you know I support various charities, speaking on their behalf, turning up at events where help is needed -- the American Humane Association, GLAAD in support of the LGBT community, and feeding the homeless every Monday for the last six years. But that's me.
Now Giggy is a personality in his own right, so I needed a charity that would fit his profile -- and children with alopecia was a perfect match. Now can I compare Giggy's hair loss with that of a child's? Of course not, but I knew that Giggy could make a difference, bring some levity to what otherwise can be a somber affair. When Giggy appears and we talk with the children and teenagers -- many of whom watch him every week, many had just seen him on Dancing With the Stars -- the message is clear. Should alopecia stop you being the very best you can be? We asked the children if they thought he would be cuter with his fur. They unanimously answered no he was perfect, so then I gently remind them that is the way people feel about them.
So he has been invited to events, and because I speak on his behalf we were asked to support that weekend. It was a long way for two days, but they wanted me to draw awareness to NAAF and film a PSA and wondered if we would lead the march. I am not sitting at Beverly Hills lunches, but being proactive. I have little time and I admit I rarely go to things I am invited to socially as we have businesses that are open in the evening and it's hard to juggle everything. However, I find it irritating that I have to justify myself, but clearly I do.
I arrived back after leaving St. Louis that afternoon and stopped off rather late to check on SUR my business -- which on a Saturday night is at its busiest. We had something to eat and went home exhausted from marching and traveling
So later that week I spoke with a young lady who needed help with dresses for girls in foster care, a situation close to my heart as I explained we adopted our son Max from foster care 22 years ago. So I invited the ladies over and asked them to bring whatever they had. As I rooted through my closet with Rosia, who is the same size and normally lucks out, it struck me just how much superfluous stuff we all have that would be appreciated by others.
Then suddenly I am questioned by Kim. It was a few days later and it took me by surprise.
Apparently Kim's hairdresser told Kim she saw me and that's what transpired. I had said we were out of town, and I sent her a Tiffany pen as a gift, of which we never even had an acknowledgement, let alone a thank you letter almost as if were penalized for not being present.
Doesn't social etiquette allow you to politely refuse an invitation and inform the host that you have prior plans? Without being confronted and accused of lying? I don't know I give up I really do. Ken then said there many events Kim hadn't shown up for, true, I have heard an endless litany of excuses over the years -- even having an empty seat at my daughters wedding where she was a no show. But that's not really the point, if anybody informs me prior that they can't attend, then that's good enough for me.
I was astounded that Kyle brought her dog that had recently eaten Portia's rabbit!
Anyway I encouraged Kyle not to get involved with Joyce and Brandi, I actually preferred not to even listen at that point. It had all been too complicated, and it was preferable to give this conversation a wide berth. I cannot even fathom how another woman can use the terminology "I would knock your f---in teeth out," but there you have it.
I bid you a good week and as always remember my mantra, love, and laughter supersede all.