This past Sunday was a bright spot for me and my husband because my sister-in-law, brother-in-law and family threw us a lovely anniversary party. Nothing fancy, just backyard, pool and good food. We had a great time and then, as we usually do, after coffee and cake, we parked ourselves in front of the TV, talked and surfed the many channels of not much of anything to watch and hoped for something — anything— decent to pop up on the screen.
My daughter and nieces had talked about the VMAs (Video Music Awards) all day. They were scheduled to be on at 9 p.m. So with nothing much else on, we punched in MTV, sat back and waited for the show to begin.
There before us was a much improved Britney Spears. No longer looking drugged out and highly confused, as she did last year in a performance that should have stayed home with the covers over its head, but this time with an inane opening skit with Jonah Hill from Pineapple Express. I said to myself, if this is any indication on where the show is going, I’d rather take the remote control and express myself to the QVC channel.
Of course the opening skit was only bested by the ridiculous outfit worn by Rihanna in her Disturbia performance along with the rest of the dancers — Zombies, Ghouls whatever, the look was sort of Dr. Frank-N-Furter meets the Iron Maiden. The spectacle was then followed by the rantings, that no one seemed to get, by British comic Russell Brand in his opening monologue as MC. Up till that moment I had never heard of him and after his routine I wished I could have said the same. Who writes this stuff? More important, do any of these people have mirrors?
Over the pond it must be the present craze: celebrities try their best to look like they just slid out of bed after a really bad night of partying. Brand looked as good as Amy Winehouse after one of her many benders.
Anyway, back to Britney. Except for the silly skit that really went nowhere, she finally looked like she had her act together and she looked great. Her clothes were tasteful and her eyes were clear and sparkly. She looked the way she did way back when, long before Kevin, before the bad managers and before the chemicals had taken control. It appears that her dad successfully stepped up to the mound and clearly helped his eldest daughter get back on track in his handling of her affairs.
Congratulations, Mr. Spears. But what’s with Mrs. Spears? Is she so desperate for fame that she needs to write a tell-all book about Britney? Do any of us really care that Britney lost her virginity at 14, and why does mom feel it necessary to blab it about? Not for nuthin’, but I think out of all the problems Britney and her sister have had to face the biggest was their mother. But I digress. After her many tries Britney was finally awarded her first ever Moonman award for her Piece of Me video. Congratulations.
We tried to stay with the show, but finally threw in the towel when the rap star whose pants were around his knees and his undies on display performed.
Thanks again to all our family and friends for making this anniversary a special one.
P.S. –Today is the seventh anniversary of 9/11 and there is a movement about to have it declared a national holiday. I’m all for it just as long as it doesn’t end up like Veteran’s Day, Memorial Day, 4th of July and Labor Day, an excuse for advertisers and department stores to turn it into a money-making proposition. Our people, our nation will never forget, but let’s keep the memories of all those souls safe where they belong in our hearts.
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