Take a look at your new nightly correspondent and this weekend’s co-host of Extra.
Miss Rachel Uchitel, one of the ladies responsible for Tiger’s Woodies.
There’s just something so wrong, but so expected about this.
With the whole Tiger Woods Saga. The rise of the chosen one, the fall of the chosen one, and now, the possible resurrection. And then, yesterday, the commercial. For those of you who haven’t yet seen Tiger Woods’ new Nike commercial, check it out here, so you can participate in the chat! As Tiger prepares for his return to professional golf this weekend at The Masters, one of his remaining sponsors, Nike, has created this new commercial using the voice of his late father, Earl Woods, giving him a kind of slap on his behind for his bad behavior.
So we’ve all heard of Sandra Bullock’s motor-head husband Jesse James having some sexy times with a girl nicknamed “Bombshell,” while Ms. Bullock was off filming The Blind Side. I guess with this guy, “when the cat’s away, the mouse will play.” And what about Sam Mendez, husband to the beautiful Kate Winslet? He’s rumored to have also cheated. And we all know about the famous, Mr. Tiger Woods. I’m glad to see you’ve put your Buddhist bracelet back on… maybe it will remind you to keep your pecker in your pants!
Oh, the secretive spouse. The cheating spouse: Don’t people take their marriage vows seriously anymore? Now I realize, over time, wear and tear on a relationship can take its toll. Marriage isn’t blissful every day. It takes hard work and commitment to keep the passion alive. But I’d sooner leave than cheat. I truly feel that way. If I was unhappily married and felt like I needed something else, I’d leave. It’s called integrity. There is something disgusting, dirty and wrong about sneaking behind someone’s back and giving in to sinful pleasures in secrecy. I’m not saying it’s not exciting or euphoric for the person doing it. I’m just saying it’s wrong. So you know, studies have shown that having an affair can give you a high equivalent to that of an illicit drug. I spoke to a woman cheating on her husband, and she said the high derived from cheating was a high too great to give up, so she snuck around in secrecy and kept it going. The daily grind, life, kids, monotony of the routine, exhaustion, financial pressures, they’re all realities many couples are facing today. And I truly can understand how affairs can happen. But, it’s during the difficult moments where as a couple, you must reconnect with your spouse and find the joy, rather than seek happiness elsewhere. Even if it may seem like the tougher route.
Happy Monday Ladies. My kids went back to school today after being off 9 days for winter break. I’m not afraid to scream it from the rooftops… HALLELUJA!!! The time off was wonderful. We were up north for the week. We skied, we skated, we bowled, we bonded, we watched movies, and it was heaven. I did my best to keep the boys happy and entertained. But it was time to get back to the regularly scheduled routine, thank you very much.
We experienced a few “firsts” this trip. On the way home from the ski hill Saturday, my three year old said “Fuck,” to which we all could not believe our ears and my husband asked him again, “What did you just say?” He answered again, loud and clear, “Fuck, daddy.” My hubby very sternly answered, “If you say that again, I will wash your mouth out with soap, do you hear me?” So now, every 20 minutes, he breaks down crying, and with his lisp, and sometimes a stutter, he reminds us, “Daddy mad with me? Daddy wash my mouth with soap?” He’s petrified of the soap.
Another first. My husband went flying down the staircase last night! I must have left a small Thomas The Train toy on the stairs, and when he went downstairs to get a snack, he tripped on the toy and fell down the whole flight. We think his hand is broken and for sure his baby toe is broken. Oh boy! Not funny, although after he realized he wasn’t paralyzed, we both couldn’t stop laughing. Never a dull moment.
A girlfriend of mine sent this to me this morning! Enjoy!
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Hey, what's so funny Tiger?
Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house, Tiger Woods came a flyin’, chased by his spouse.
She wielded a nine iron and wasn’t too merry, Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
It’s everywhere. It’s all over the news. It was on Larry King last night. And I’m on the bandwagon with the rest of the world. I’m fascinated. I can’t turn away.
My love for Tiger Woods started many years ago. I’ve been a golfer for 15 years. Yes, it’s pathetic that after all these years, I can’t call myself a great golfer. But I switched to become a right handed golfer five years ago, and that was the onset of my demise. I love Tiger for his discipline, for his control, for his focus. He’s incredible to watch. He’s intense, regimented, competitive. To watch Tiger Woods play golf live is a true thrill. My husband and I flew to England to see the Ryder Cup a few years ago. He oozes appeal, he’s like a magnet. Seriously.
So here he is… PERFECT in every way. He– the ultimate athlete. Best golfer in the world, and probably the best that ever lived. Gazillionaire. His wife– gorgeous, sweet, soft spoken, quietly standing by her man at every tournament. Two beautiful kids. Completely out of the tabloids and limelight. Never seen at clubs. Never seen drunk. ALWAYS in control. Always private but courteous (except when he’s throwing himself or a club on the golf course, but hey, he’s the most competitive athlete in the world)! An image that’s as squeaky clean as Mr. Clean himself.
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