Hello and welcome back. Firstly, the dream team charging 'round BH I could've done without. It was fun, but a lot of running, and my mind is useless with clues, so it was challenging. Too funny that Brandi was with Kyle, as they weren't even talking!
Anyway I got on the tour bus, back of somebody's bike, whatever it took...We lost our envelope at the beginning--oh, dear. Anyway, it is good to see all of the women having a laugh--very tiring, though. Our last destination was Villa Blanca--finally a glass of rosè! A trip was decided, so off we trot to Holland.
Remember how Brandi was saying, "Yes, Holland, we can all smoke pot!" Well that changes real quick! Having been raised by strict but liberal parents sounds like an oxymoron. What I mean to say is that manners and respect were essential, but as parents who lived in London through the '60s, pot was not a huge deal. The lighthearted banter later takes a dark side...
So I couldn't leave with the others, as I was working then judging the Hero Dog Awards and was already committed--after seeing the journey, I realized how fortunate I was--so Eileen and I joined a little later. David and Yolanda's event looked fabulous, though. To raise that incredible amount of money for such a good cause, I salute that wholeheartedly.
I really felt for Lisa as she explained her feelings in regard to Harry quitting drinking and the death of his brothers on the way to the event.
I really felt for Lisa as she explained her feelings in regard to Harry quitting drinking and the death of his brothers on the way to the event. I feel that is absolutely why she is so concerned.
It was a difficult episode to watch as this subject of Kim's sobriety came to the forefront. I knew from experience and reiterated this to Lisa and Eileen that the possibility of this ending well was non-existent, as I had experienced her aggression in Paris, when I gently probed as to whether she had taken a sleeping pill, as that would explain her bizarre behavior. I still can't quite compute the difference between me asking whether she took a sleep aid, which she interpreted as contesting her sobriety, and her taking a pain pill at the poker night, which apparently had no bearing in breaking her resolve to abstain.
I had visited Amsterdam several times, and as I was visiting my family in London, it worked out perfectly--well the logistics did. The trip? Not so much.
You can see the tension between the group--like a pot simmering, then the lid is put on, and next week everything boils over.
Not too much for me too comment on, oh apart from, yes, the Dolce & Gabbana shirt is actually called "The pussy bow shirt." Go figure.
Until next week, my darlings, brace for the storm. As always...Love, Lisa.