I knew it was going to happen. KNEW IT!!!!

My biggest fear came true.

Another crane has fallen here in Manhattan.

This time a little too close to me

Are they going to wait until another crane crash before the Department

of Buildings makes sure there are real regulations followed and inspections

for all of these buildings going up? Some of them going up so quickly.

I understand we need these places to go up but can we make sure people

throughout New York City don’t have to fear construction and cranes.

Its not like we weren’t nervous as it was when we had to walk by one of

these cranes after what happened in midtown! This whole thing is just so preventable.

If one more person tells me I should have done this show, I’ll vomit.

Yea, I know this is now a blog post with a side order of the dramatic.

But seriously, what is it about me that makes people think I should be on that kind of reality show.

When it isn’t even close to being real.

Is it because I live in the same town it was taped?

Because so were about 40 other reality shows.

There are the reality shows of the ridiculous, embarrassing sort and then there are decent reality shows.

And for the offers to be on the ridiculous and embarrassing kind, I say no thanks.

I have enough on my plate.I don’t have time to concoct a character for the masses to hate. to envy. to pity.

Three of my friends have reality shows in the works.

(One is going to be a train wreck.)

Each have told me that next time I’m in town they want to set up a story line with me.

Which character would I play?

Opportunistic momager looking to make money off her pAArting daughter? Taken.

Mom of two girls crying poor although her ex pays hundreds of thousands in alimony and child support? Taken.

Purple tutu wearing mom who bites the head off of journalists who say things she doesn’t like.  Taken.

Dessert fanatic who plays in the park with her kids, works an insane amount of hours but loves her job?  

Sadly not real enough for reality tv.

Oh well.

I’ll just stick to being me.

When it’s a Rachael Ray scarf.

I don’t talk politics just out of politeness.

Never ends up well. I’m not changing my views.

And usually the person excited to debate isn’t going to either.

But have some common sense people.

You may hate Rachael Ray’s Tasty Travels.

Curse because her 30 Minute Meals never take 30 minutes.

And yell every time you hear someone say YUM-O.

But how can you honestly think Rachael Ray or her stylist decided a

they’d intentionally wear a keffiyeh in her latest Dunkin Donuts commercial?

White. Black. Paisley. And it covers her neck.

Seriously, the stylist was just looking to accessorize.

Next thing I know, I’m going to be asked by producers to stop wearing

the color blue in my segments.

Will we ever stop the craziness… and is there hope of Dunkin’ Donuts growing a pair!?

It’s official.

I just wrote a down payment for a house in the sticks.

Sorry, I meant to say…

I just paid Nat’s summer camp tuition.

She’s getting outta town this summer.

Her first year going to day camp.

Boarding a bus and heading out to LAWNG ISLAND.

Not ten minutes from her grandmother’s house.

So I have no fears.

She has Grandma Jenny in Great Neck.

And me driving like f—-n’ Speed Racer over the TriBorough.

You know, in case a bug bites her and she wants to come home.

But seriously, I can’t believe what a long day it will be.

Their day ends after 4pm and then there’s traffic home.

Oh my.

She’s going to be so tired when she gets home.

Yippeeeeeeeee!!!

I love you, summer day camp.

I love you, I love you!

(Now I just have to figure out what Mister Luke will be doing and I am set!)