To all my Jewish friends, L'Shanah Tovah! The kids are off school for Rosh Hashanah, and we enjoyed a long weekend together. We all went to the Sons of Italy Italian Feast and Carnival in Tappan, New York. I signed books while Joe took the kids on the rides. He outlasted them all except Milania -- she is like the Energizer Bunny! The kid is never tired! She tired us all out!
I see our visit made headlines again, and for such a ridiculous reason! Joe was playing with a little boy's toy gun and I told him, "Put it down before someone takes a picture of you with it! I can just imagine that headline!" Surprise, surprise, that was exactly the headline, that Joe "pointed a gun" at me. He didn't point it at me, but whatever. I guess I should embrace the publicity, but I don't think I'll ever get used to it. Ah Marone, what can you do?
My heart was racing all over again watching this week's episode. I think you can see I was sincerely uncomfortable at this strange guy trying to talk to me about Melissa's past. (We all know I'm no actress -- that's actually what finally got me fired from Celebrity Apprentice!) It was very weird because the guy Angelo didn't really do anything terrible, he wasn't rude or aggressive, so I couldn't really say anything more than I did. I think he really did think I knew about her past -- which I didn't, I still don't, and I, like the rest of America, don't care! -- and when he saw I was upset, he apologized right away. But I didn't want anything to do with anyone talking about my family, so I left (and I was downstairs, not just around the corner! I couldn't hear Angelo and Kim D. at all!). I even told Kim D. to shut the f--- up! (Sorry, Kim.) The whole situation just felt weird, so I took myself out of it. I can't keep track of all the people Melissa has pissed off in our town, but I am not going to be a part of it.