Buckle up. This train is now leaving the station and there is no conductor. Now it's gonna get interesting. Let's break down this week.
As far as Jules not knowing how to make coffee after claiming to make breakfast every day, that's just odd. So on this very day, when the camera crews are there and you're doing your daily ritual, this is the day you will learn to make coffee. This was confusing.
Motherhood is a sticky topic, but structure is important to me, and your kids getting to school an hour late every day, and the school not caring because they need your money, well that's some different shiz.
Getting into a NY private school is like getting into an ivy league. It's also one of the wealthiest cities in the world, so there are plenty of people to give schools their money.
Ramona can talk the hind legs off a donkey, but in my experience, she asks a lot about what I'm up to. First we go through her, then we go through what I'm up to. I think she is engaging. She has a lot going on right now. Carole is mellow and she is in a stable, chill relationship and has less drama, info and gossip to impart.
Carole and I connected. She is in love. This is real. I'm now awake and taking this relationship seriously. Luann was pushy with me this summer with invitations, including her birthday (offering to disinvite a former housewife she is much better friends with if I came). I felt slightly used. She seemed lonely and a little unhappy this summer, and she really wanted a boyfriend. I will always have respect for the history she and I have. I just needed to take a step back.
Once we get to the hotel, I understand both sides with Carole and Ramona. They like each other, but they're not fast and furious friends. Dorinda pointed that out, albeit a little harshly, but look who's talking.
Dorinda went in and wanted us to be transparent, so I just got into it. Dorinda likes to wax poetic and talk about her man, and yes, they are both sales people. Again, look who's talking. It was a weird summer, and some odd sh-- went down, so I was doing some housekeeping. I deeply respect her standing by her man.
I thought she had a right to tell me she can date who she wants, and I stand by that. Just don't shove him up my ass. Carole is already living there, and there simply is no room left.
Now to Ramona. ABORT! ABORT! I just went in the water and there are sharks in there. Stay out, bitch. But, God love her, and this is why she is TV gold. She dove straight in with no wetsuit and unleashed the beast. I started it. Stay mad at me. Ramona knows not what she does.
Oh and BTW, this is my birthday. As far as Dorinda's fantasy game of "anything you can do I can do better," I'm not playing. When you walk into a random hotel room, and you happened to have hosted a party there and run into someone you were friends with 10 years ago, it is mentionable. Dude, chill.
Speaking of chilling events, WTF with Jules taking an ice bath? Ummmm I'm drinking with that ice, and also, this is a hotel suite. There are three beautiful bathrooms for you to do your "mikvah" cleansing ritual in. That was drama for the sake of drama.
Next, enter at your own risk when talking about menopause and age. You can't get upset at people talking about your weight if you go in on their age. And if we're getting technical, one you can control and one you can't. Plus menopause is very sensitive for a woman and has its drawbacks, like heat flashes.
Speaking of which, Dorinda and Ramona were cooling their flashes on the air conditioner which just brought me joy.