MSNBC reporter Mika Brzezinski refuses to read a Paris Hilton story THREE SEPARATE TIMES as the lead story in the “Morning Joe” program. First she hands it off, then she tries to burn it, then she shreds it.

Oh man, I’ve watched it twice.  This lady makes my day. Hooray! Enough Paris Hilton! Hubby’s been talking about the Star-Ledger’s continual quest for Not News on the front page, and between the Star Ledger’s continual positioning of idiocy and fluff on the front page above the fold, and the nonstop Paris saturation, I’m about to toss our tv out in the yard and cancel our newspaper subscription.

Go watch. Enjoy. It’s just brilliant. 

I don’t think I’ve had a lazy Sunday in quite awhile. Today we woke up early, had the Diddy Breakfast of champions, waited for the crap that precedes the nap, and during the nap we gardened. There was weeding and planting and the horrible discovery that we don’t have an outside spigot and wtf is up with that? I’m going to have to call a plumber, I think, to put one in. Otherwise our nice garden plot will be post toasties by July 15.

We went to the beach, played in the sand, made castles and buried dude feet, and then hopped in the car and drove home, anticipating traffic and finding hardly none. WOO!

Now it’s time for Mexican, dinner, and bed, and both Hubby and I feel like our weekend was a week long. I love weekends like that. They’re not lazy by half but they leave you feeling relaxed and happy.