New First-Kids on the Block

After months of coffee shop blogging, I finally broke down and got the interwebs at home this weekend. Though I'm not happy about paying through the nose for this modern convenience, which by the way is only offered by one company with a monopoly on my neighborhood, it is a huge relief not to be pushed out the door as I'm trying to hit the "publish post" button this evening.

Yes, you, my friend, are witnessing the very first blog post from Lady Amy's kitchen. Who knows what my online future holds. The possibilities are endless! My getting the online at home was not the only big event of the weekend, of course. Here's an update on what your favorite celebrities were doing:

I now pronounce you douche and douchette

Former party girl, Jenna Bush, traded in the Jello-shots this weekend for her Prince Charming, a soon-to-be energy industry businessman. Last Saturday, President Bush's daughter married the son of some rich Virginia republican she met on Bush's 2004 campaign. Best part (besides the President's idea to build an enormous cross/alter out of limestone) - they hired a wedding singer who goes by Super T and whose regular gigs are at Southern fraternities. Nothing says "the best day of my life" like recreating that good old frat party feel. I guess all that "networking" really paid off for old Super T.

Sex and the City World Premier

Check out that hat! It's like an acorn sprouting an exploding pineapple, covered in bugs. This is a fashion stretch even for Sarah Jessica Parker, who wore the flower tower hat that housed a live butterfly (if I understand the article correctly) to the London world premier of the Sex and the City movie. Why London? I have no idea. You would think that a film all about the adventures of four women in New York City would premier in New York City. The movie doesn't come out in the U.S. until May 30th.

Speaking of the U.S. premier of this movie - men of the blogulution, you must be warned. Do not go to the movie theater that weekend. Stay at home. Go hunting, or whatever it is you guys do. If you dare venture to the movies, be prepared for flocks of women of all ages dressed as if they were going to the prom. They are the Sex and the City crowd. They will mostly be in groups of four. One of the four will likely be crying, as she will have been deemed the "Miranda" of the group. Be warned, your girlfriend may ask you which character you think she is. Say Carrie. Always say Carrie.

Finally I Have an Excuse to Use my New Kids on the Block Bedsheets Again

I don't know how I feel about this. New Kids on the Block are back together for the first time in 15 years. They kick off their reunion with a performance on the Today show this Friday, followed by a tour. I have not heard it yet, but their brand new single, Summertime, comes out tomorrow (Tuesday). WHY??!! Why is this happening? Why does everything I knew and loved from my childhood have to be rehashed and re-marketed to today's kids? Cabbage Patch Kids, Transformers, Janet Jackson, Care Bears and now New Kids on the Block. Get your own toys! Get your own bands! Stop making making men in their late 30's believe that they can still be teenybopper idols!

The most depressing part of all of this, however, is that I sold my Danny and Jordan collector's dolls ten years ago in a garage sale for a dollar. A dollar! Yet I held on to all of my Beanie Babies till long after they were worth less than a penny. I am the WORST businesswoman in the world (pounding forehead on table)! It's not a complete loss for Lady Amy, though. My childhood crush, Joey McIntyre is STILL a total dreamboat - and probably the only one young enough to be in a boy band at this point.


That about wraps it up for your weekend celebrity update. I've got to go dig up my New Kids on the Block VHS tapes and relearn the moves to "Step by Step" before Friday!

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