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Desperate Working Mommas

Your one-stop site for fanatical television snarking, questionable political analysis, occasional attempts to address the parenting issues facing working mothers, and halfhearted promises to stop obsessing about the entertainment industry, already! Oh, not to mention the random bitching and moaning. There's always that.

: Name: Cat; Location: United States

I am one of many desperate working mommas. I am also a recovering Senior English teacher. I share my life with That Guy I Married (TGIM) and our three crazy kiddos.

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Thursday, April 14, 2005

A Class Act

I feel compelled to say something:

My wee'un Ryan, y'all? What a man! When a weepy woman's mascara is threatening to melt her face, only a truly classy guy would rip off the silky designer tie holding his natty, business-formal suit together-- on live national television, no less-- and hand it to said weepy woman for tear blotting, overall face repair, and snottage control. A bold move! This could have messed with his impeccably groomed appearance and severely damaged his metrosexual street cred, folks. Because metrosexuals have priorities! And standards!

That's my wee Ryan. A class act.

link | posted by Cat at 3:30 PM

2 Comments:

Anonymous commented:: I almost needed a tie when the poor children on the front row after Nadia got booted. I really wanted to see Scott's family crying. Bummer. Maybe next week...; » 4/14/2005 6:26 PM
Cat commented:: Hey Shaun! I stand by my mussed-up Seacrest, yo. Pick on someone your own size, eh?! Leave my wee'un alone! I wuv him big lots, and his little tie, too!; » 4/14/2005 6:39 PM

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