One of the bazillion e-mails I missed while out sick was one from The King on Tuesday, before he knew I had left work:

I heard Heath Ledger died today. I didn’t know who that was when the receptionist here at work told me, but I played it cool and said that I was pretty sure he wasn’t going to make it past the primary race anyway. Then I looked him up on the internet and found out that he was in “10 Things I Hate About You” which I remember. And that there were drugs involved. I guess he wasn’t a candidate in the presidential race after all. Good thing, because I think being on drugs is a bad way to start out a presidency, or VP for that matter.

It’s a good thing he’s so darn handy with a hammer and nails, or I might have to kick him to the curb for saying stuff like that.

(Check out the tub over at the new house. Dude, we are this.much.closer to actually moving in.)

I can’t not post about this.

I just read about Britney’s divorce. I admit to being surprised. So either I’m stupid for being surprised or she’s stupid for thinking it would actuallly work with K-Fed.

Either way, it’s sad for the kids.

I haven’t been very good about keeping up on my gossip habit since Babboo was born. I’m trying to be better, since I truly do love me some gossip. I’m still trying to figure out where Baby Suri is. Or if Baby Suri exists. (What do you think?)

Did you see this article on the Gucci baby frontpack that Gwen Stefani has for her new little guy? There is even a poll about it over at US Weekly. I figure there’s nothing wrong with Gwen spending that kind of money on a sling for her baby. Gwen’s known for being super trendy. Why not use her style now that she’s a New Mom? I personally don’t like the look of the front pack, but that’s just me. And really, how safe does it look with the baby all scrunched up at the bottom??

But back to more serious topics, does Baby Suri exist? Or was Katie Holmes’ pregnancy a fake? And if this baby does, where are the freaking pictures?

(I’m still hoping that Katie pulled her head out and left Tom’s wacky self-promoting self.)

I know it’s raining back East. You guys are having crazy weather. People aren’t able to get into work. People are dying. It’s scary. And super odd.

But here in Seattle, it’s a heat wave. I admit to using that term lightly. Mostly a “heat wave” in Seattle means you don’t have to wear your jacket in June. I totally walked to work on Monday sans jacket. This may have been the first time ever. I kid you not.

But this week it’s hot. Freakin’ hot. As in, please don’t make me wear actual clothes. Of course our AC unit is in the bedroom, which is not where I work, when I’m working from home (like today). Babboo and I are suffering in the front room. The heat from the laptop is making it all ever hotter. It is making me miss the sweet, sweet AC at the office.

I’m pretty sure that any East Coasters/Southerners are rolling their eyes and saying, you don’t know what real heat is.

And you are probably right. Although we did spend our honeymoon in Vegas. In August. Can you say, 116 degree weather? I loved it. (We’ll talk about my Vegas obsession another day.)

For now, Babboo is adjusting to the heat as best he can. I have been forced to dress him a little “country”, as Britney would say. Yes, I have my own little Sean Preston. But’s Babboo much more adorable, right?

I’m thinking that we may have to spend our lunch break down at the pool again. Babboo seemed to like it to much on Monday.

And I might have to have ice cream for lunch.

All you guys on the East Coast, how are you dealing with this rain? Do you feel bad for us Seattleites (is that the correct word?) and the non stop rain we get in the winter months? It gets old fast, doesn’t it?

Just because I’m trying to get last night’s phone conversation with my Mom out of my mind, let’s move on.

Did everyone see this article? Can you believe that Eminem and Kim are getting divorced? Again. After only three months of wedded bliss?

I’m sure you’re as shocked as I am. I mean, I never saw this coming.

Okay, maybe I did.

I have been trying to follow the “is she, or isn’t she?!” saga with Britney Spears these last few weeks. I don’t feel like I’ve read enough research to form my own opinion on it yet.

Yesterday’s post on “A Socialite’s Life” has pictures of Britney in a bikini. Check them out and let’s see if we can figure out this mystery. Is she pregnant, or still working on losing the baby fat from little Sean Preston?

See, it’s just like we’re Nancy Drew. Only better dressed, and little more sassy.