I’m not obsessed with famous people or anything, but celebrity gossip is an occasional guilty pleasure for me. When I was younger I watched all of those tabloid shows on TV. I don’t watch them any more, but I do check out the magazine covers when I go grocery shopping. And if I catch wind of something that interests me, I try to find out more online.

But lately, I just haven’t paid much attention to it all. I couldn’t tell you which stars were seen on the red carpet in the most shocking threads, and I have no clue which ones are in drug rehabilitation clinics right now. Hubby was the one who told me that Patrick Swayze had cancer, and he could usually care less about famous people.

Maybe when things calm down for us, I’ll catch up on things. Until then, I guess I’ll just be in the dark.