There's little that gives me more joy than booking airline tickets for a girls' weekend in Vegas (which was done this morning).

Unless it's news stories like this about celebrities. I can't even pull a favorite line out of this one. Ok, maybe this...

"Baby please," Dick repeated six times. "Put in something nice," he said after urinating in front of the horrified journalist in his dressing room and offering her cocaine.

Finally, there is an answer as to why Brett Lorenzo Favre is back in uniform this year, and apparently I have Phil Simms to thank.

When I was home between trips in mid-July, the crazy nephews slept over. The next day, I couldn't find my watch. I didn't have time to look for it, so I was without a timepiece for the next three weeks. When I saw the boys Monday night, I asked Matthew if he knew where it was, as he has a habit of hiding things. He assured me with a sweet smile that he did not. Last night, as I straightened the pillows and cushions on my couch, I found my watch. Right on top of it? One of Matthew's nuks. Draw your own conclusions.

I need to solicit advice. Does anyone have experience selling things on half.com? I need to figure out how it works. Casa Magnolia is in dire need of a downsizing of stuff.