Tuesday, October 10, 2017

"The real first lady"....

Now it seems that Donald Trump's first wife, Ivana, is trying to horn in on the First Lady action.  Last night, I read about Ivana Trump's boasting about the private access she has to her ex husband, #45.  She even claims that she's "the real first lady".  I'm not sure where she gets that idea.  Frankly, I don't think either Ivana or Melania are worthy of the position.

Actually, reading Ivana's comment, it sounded like she was trying to make a play on the fact that she was Donald Trump's first wife.  In that sense, she was his "first lady"... in terms of marriage, anyway. He probably fucked plenty of women before he settled down with her.  And he probably messed around with even more women after they were wed.

It sounds to me like Ivana may be pissed off that she and Donald divorced, even though he supposedly raped her.  Ivana has always struck me as being very ambitious and every bit as narcissistic as her ex husband is.  Sure she's pissed that he's the POTUS and she's not the FLOTUS.  I tell you what, though, he seems like a miserable person to be married to.  Couple that with the stress and scrutiny of being the First Lady and I think you have a hell of a life on your hands... emphasis on "hell".

I think that Donald and Ivana were destined to break up, though.  Look at Ivana's picture and it appears that she's had way too much surgery.  She's no longer eye candy.  Donald is a fan of trophy wives, so it was likely inevitable that he would have traded her in for a younger model eventually.  I'm pretty sure that he and Melania will probably part at some point, although she may decide to ditch him.  She could probably find a man who will treat her better and be less of a megadick.  On the other hand, it won't surprise me if the pain of the White House prematurely ages Melania.  It seems to age most people who live there.

I'm not really feeling like writing a lot this morning.  I had kind of a rough night.  I'm still fretting about some stuff, so I didn't sleep well.  My stomach is upset and my eyes are irritated from whatever it is that in the air.  I've been reading a new book about a gay Mormon missionary that is a bit slow going.  It's cold and cloudy and I'm feeling yucky... and depressed and anxious.

I keep fantasizing about getting on a plane and getting out of here for a couple of weeks.  I can't do it, though, because of the dogs.  Next week, Bill will be on a trip and I will be stuck here looking out the windows.

Tomorrow, I'm supposed to go speak to a group of moms with young kids about things to do in the area.  It's kind of strange, since I don't have any kids myself.  But one of the leaders of the group enjoys my travel blog.  It'll get me out of the house, which is a good thing.  Maybe I'll even make a friend.  Who knows?


  1. I would think you could speak in a way that would be both informative and entertaining to the young mothers who probably need to hear an adult speak.

    ivana is certainly full of herself, and she REALLY hates Marla Maples, which makes me almost like Marla Maples, at least as much as I could ever like anyone who was ever married to Donald Trump.

    1. I would not want to be one of the Trump wives. It’s like being among a bunch of scorpions.


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