Loved the title for this episode "Roses are Red," because Valentine’s Day is one of my favorite holidays; whether it's with my husband, friends, or family -- I celebrate it as a day of love. Dinner this year was great at Ponte Vecchio -- always great conversation, laughs, smirks, eye rolls, raised voices, and an occasional bang on the table -- wish you could have seen the whole two-hour dinner! Our conversations are always entertaining.
Always love late night conversations and cocktails in my bedroom by the fireplace with my sister. Having a sister as a sounding board is always therapeutic. It was so much fun taking pictures of her for Bobby -- wish you could have seen the ones in her bikini, because forget the fire, those were really hot!
As far as the coffee klatch conversation, it’s so sad how other people need to build themselves up by attempting to take other people down. One thing which everyone should know about me by now, and will learn if they don't know already, nobody is more real than I am. I don’t sugar coat anything. I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. To know me is to love me, to cross me is the worst thing you can do when it comes to the people I love. We all know what we signed up for with #RHONJ and being a Housewife…it’s not The Brady Bunch. Although for me, there is a line of respect I draw when it comes to parents and children. This scene was nothing but a total lack of respect -- filth and lies. Shame, shame, shame on anyone involved. My family, my blood, my mother, my father, my sister, my nephews Anthony and Joey, my husband Rino, and my son Giovanni are my world, my loves, and my life. And so help me God, anyone that tries to hurt or destroy any one of them… All I will say is there is God, and karma is a bitch. So beware, because everyone will get served exactly what they deserve, while I sit back peacefully.