Greedy Has No Limits

Sometimes I wonder if people even stop to think before they open their mouths. Marie Douglas-David married her husband, George in 2002, but the marriage was in trouble by 2004. Amid a series of reconciliations, the couple signed a post nuptial agreement in October 2005 that would give her $43 million when they divorce. However, Mrs. Davids now thinks that is not enough. Not enough?? Are you crazy? Does she realize that the average person will never have that amount of wealth in a life time? That is almost $53,000 a week which is more than the average person makes in a year.


Apparently, Mrs. David has developed some rather expensive tastes over the last seven years including maintaining a Park Avenue apartment and three residences in Sweden. She includes in her weekly expenses $700 for limousine services, $4,500 for clothes, $1,000 for hair and skin treatments, $1,500 for restaurants and entertainment, and $8,000 for travel. What the hell does this woman do? Does she really expect the world to believe that she is somehow entitled to such a lavish and dare I say "wasteful" life style.

A mere $43 million isn't going to work for her. Oh,no.....she needs $100 million plus an additional $130,000 a month in alimony. Is she really not thinking correctly? How on Earth could the judge possibly even take this case seriously? She wants more in one month of alimony then he makes in a year.

Now, I shouldn't be too hard on her as I have no idea what kind of hell this man has put her through for the past seven years of their marriage. She might righteously deserve every penny she gets and then some. Did he beat her...flagrantly cheat on her...force her to do unspeakable things in the name of love...lock her in the basement for the past twenty years with no sunlight...slowly poison her...I mean come on....What did he do that she deserves so much money???....I just want to know....WHAT??? 43 million is a lot for someone who hasn't suffered more than having an appointment canceled... Please, please....at least make the rest of the world somehow see you as the victim and deserving of such a huge settlement.

A word from someone who has been there and back....A sympathy verdict from the judge in one's favor is a whole hell of a lot better than being cast as a greedy, gold-digging bitch. This stereotype will earn you little more than the shoes in which you walked though the courtroom doors. Marie, you have been warned!!

Summer Vacation...Swim with the wild ponies??

Well, here we are...two months until the end of school and no definite summer vacation plans. I keep tossing around the idea of Chincoteague Island. It seems like a place made in far away dreams...crystal clear water, pristine beaches, wild ponies roaming free, seafood dockside, beautiful sunsets...sign me up.
But, somewhere in the back of my mind, I keep sensing something wrong with something so perfect. I imagine the two hour drive from hell to get to the hotel. The check-in desk with the receptionist who moves like a snail. The never ending mysteries that lurk behind the door to our home for the next week. But, the most dreaded part is the smell of the ponies. I am envisioning a hot summer day in June as we head out to the beach and watch the ponies. Just a few thoughts that cross my mind...who exactly is cleaning up the ponie poop....where do they pee.....do they have fleas....I bet the beach really stinks....are there a lot of flies and mosquitoes....how close will these things actually get to us....do they bite???
All of a sudden my trip to paradise has turned into camping out at the local zoo. I realize that I can not think like this as my daughter really wants to see the ponies roaming free. So, it is with hestiation, that I call the hotel ranked number three by tripadisor to inquire about our stay on ponie poop island....oops...I mean Chincoteague.