It is Sunday and I am a creature of habit. It is time for Fadra's Stream of Consciousness. Check out her blog, read the rules, and grab the button if you would like to participate. There are usually a bunch of really cool bloggers that link up. You might "meet" some new people and have the opportunity to get something off your chest. Here is my five minute unedited rant of the week:

I am not a huge fan of Bethhenny Frankel. Nope. Not at all. She has a big mouth and often puts her foot in it. I am referring to her comments regarding breastfeeding in public. Aside from that, meh, she seems nice enough.

Last night I was wide awake comforting a cranky teething baby and decided to read the New York Times. I came upon this atrocity: Bethenny Ever Relaxing.

I want Bethenny's Sunday. Sure my Sundays are nice (I do everything in my power now that I do not have to work outside the home to ensure this) but I would like a Sunday like hers.

It sounds so relaxing and fabulous to live womehere where one can just plop the baby in the stroller and head outside and find amillion different cool things to do. Vermont is beautiful but there is not much to do and it is cold. FREEZING!

My time is almost up. I am looking forward to my brunch and dinner guests today but I am srill mad at Bethenny for living in such  a fabulous neighborhood.