A Glimmer of Good

Hope everyone had a great 4th of July! Simon and I have been hibernating with the kids, gardening, and cooking up Cajun feasts. I was thrilled to see a fan come up to him on the street to say "Hey man, I love your song!" Download it and the Thug in a Club Mix.

What did we see this week? Moms and their daughters, all of whom are growing up. I particularly was touched by Avery’s English composition about Ramona; what more could you want to hear from a daughter?

We saw Sonja being waited on at Pat Field’s by her doppelganger. . .but male. I have to say he/she was pretty fabulous. It was a bit strange to see Ramona and Sonja talk about Simon tweeting, particularly when they've both said they had no idea what was going on, even in their blogs months later. Funny what people will say.

On to the burlesque party, and I loved it, though not everyone got it. I'm sure by the time this blog is posted we'll have had plenty of soft-porn or granny-porn public service announcements from the brunettes via Twitter, since the first dancer got down to her pasties and most of us followed the dress code.

Sonja's performance seemed so liberating, and was a great end to the night. Had to laugh at Jill's guilty conscience over the snitches line; I think she actually had an honest moment for a change. Too bad some of the girls didn't see Sonja's point -- when the night is dark and everything looks hopeless, slip on a banana peel and make them laugh. Did they never see Singing in the Rain as kids?

At the party, Simon and Jill finally sat down to talk. I was shocked that their chat was so one-sided. True, Simon isn't a Housewife, but does that mean Jill is allowed to twist the truth beyond recognition?

The day after it happened, Simon apologized to Jill for the "watch out" comment, which he reiterated at burlesque. That is the one and only thing Simon needed to apologize for, and he did. Twice. Jill now smugly blames Simon for every bad thing about her on the internet, which is both unfair and untrue.

Ultimately? Jill can't handle criticism at all, whether it's over failed friendships, or her own vicious behavior. It's always someone else's fault, never hers.

Where are these mean tweets Simon supposedly sent? Where are the articles Simon supposedly wrote for a blog? Where are the gangs of people we employ to harass Jill? Where is the conspiracy? It's all in Jill's head.

Meanwhile, if you look at Jill's behavior this season on the show, her own Twitter feed, her website, and what she says on talk and radio shows, there's plenty of vengeful snark which ranges from circumstantial events falsely amended beyond belief to outright slander. You don’t need to employ the word "hate" to behave hatefully. Jill seems determined to throw as much negativity toward my family as possible. She's a professional victim standing on a soapbox screaming "He hurt me! He hurt me!" over and over. Except Simon didn't hurt her.

Do I call her a bully? Nope, that word isn't appropriate for 30 and 40 something people on reality TV. I call her sad. Do I call my husband a mean tweeter or hate blogger? Nope. I call out his emotional handicap; he sees the glimmer of good in everyone and keeps trying to mend fences. I'm a bit more jaded, because I know the capabilities of angry women.

Simon is going to share his feelings on this week's episode on his blog -- the only blog in cyberspace that he controls!

For this week's fashion recap, go here, and for something completely different, check out out his and hers op-ed columns for Metro. And don’t forget to follow Simon and yours truly on Twitter and Facebook.