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Watching Charlie Sheen’s Career Crumble Before Our Very Eyes

Why does this always happen?

A household name. A star. A celebrity. Hits the big time. Has a lucrative career. And then something inside them snaps.

Is it destiny? Are personalities who crave attention merely ripe for a fall? Predestined for substance abuse? Ego is programmed to override sensibility?

Sometimes you see the snap coming years before it actually happens. Think Michael Jackson.

Other times, it catches you by surprise. For me, it was with Bill Cosby and Tom Hanks.

Sometimes the snap is illegal. Oh, for example, drugs, murder, shoplifting, prostitution, fraud.

Other times it’s just an ego, too big for the interview room surrounded with 14 adopted children, a God-like authority on every subject matter, peppered with condescending comments about the little people.

But it’s undeniable. Something happens when a celebrity gets too big for his or her britches.

They begin to feel, they start to believe, that they are untouchable.

I have admired many a celebrity who seemed so down-to-earth. So real. And then watched them in an interview, years into their career, bantering with Barbara Walters with an over-inflated air of superiority.

Such a disappointment.

But they’re human. I can only imagine what it must be like to be told day after day, awards show after awards show, how wonderful you are. You finally believe it. You believe you are untouchable, a class unto yourself, unstoppable.

The sad cases are the Charlie Sheens. The Michael Jacksons. The O.J. Simpsons. Being told day after day, awards show after awards show, of your brilliance. Believing you are infallible. Believing that your reality is ethical and moral simply because you say it is so.

And we sit back and watch the fall. From our cozy living rooms. Dripping with reality.

And we  judge.

Forgetting the role we have played putting celebrities on that pedestal in the first place.

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Resolution, Smesolution. I Resolve Not To Give A Flip!

I’m tired.

It’s been another whirlwind holiday at Jane’s. Entertaining guests (12 days straight, 2 sets of guests. Hey. It was shorter than previous years so I’m not complainin’. Really.) Baking cupcakes and cookies (At our home, we give Santa a choice.) Wrapping gifts with smiles and grace (Ok. That’s a flat-out lie. Hubby and I had a doozy of a “discussion” on Christmas Eve when we discovered about 10 gifts that I forgot to wrap. And not meaning to rehash but apparently, gift wrapping is solely part of my job description. Grrrrr. )

So, I’m tired.

The late nights. The holiday eating (and cooking.) The celebration and hoopla. I’m looking forward to our usual routine.

But that’s not the only thing I’m tired of.

I’m tired of hearing about the latest celebrity fashion we should all follow. Kim Kardashian’s cornrows? Are you kidding me? Did we not learn from Bo Derek? It did not look good then and it doesn’t look good now. Trust me on this one.

I’m tired of digital scales to encourage weight loss, detox diet books, 10 ways to stick to your fitness plan, scales that creep up on me when I swear I’m only eating vegetables and drinking water.

I’m tired of a college football season that lasts well into January.

I’m tired of seeing Oprah Winfrey’s face everywhere. And now her own television network? Her own. As in, OWN – Oprah Winfrey Network.  (Does anyone else out there see the name of her network as a tad self-absorbed and self-congratulatory? Or am I just tired of Oprah anything?)

I’m tired of (and I never thought I’d say this) new recipes. Give me comfort food with the ingredients/measures/oven temps all stored in my pretty little head. No more souffles, tarts and sauces. Good ol’ meatloaf, steamed broccoli and carrots and mashed potatoes for this girl.

I’m tired of having to sneak up to the computer because my family doesn’t know I even have a blog, let alone follow all of you.

I’m tired of this dinosaur of a computer and all the waiting I have to do to load a simple blog page. I want a laptop that’s mine and only mine. Is that too much to ask? (Boy. I sound like a spoiled brat, don’t I?)

I’m tired of hearing about Lindsay Lohan and her fresh start from rehab. (Yeah. Right.)

I’m tired of making resolutions and then not even remembering what they were a few weeks into January. Seriously. I do this all the time.

It’s winter. It’s time for a long winter’s nap. Or at least a break from all the pressure out there to be perfect, or to care about celebrities and their fashion statements, personal problems and fragile egos.

So, yes. As reluctant as I am to make yet another resolution that I’m going to break in a few weeks anyway…I’m going to make one.

I resolve not to give a flip!

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