Dear Grady:

I adore you & all that you do for my beloved Cleveland Indians. I really hate that your privacy was compromised & those scantily clad/strategically covered private photos were released onto the internet, but WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!!! Rule NUMERO UNO of taking "naughty" pix is DON'T SHOW YOUR FACE!!!! These things never end well...especially if you're in the public eye.

Now I'm not going to lie, of course I looked at the pictures. Are you nuts thinking I wouldn't? 1. I'm a hot-blooded female with a healthy sex drive. 2. I'm an Indians fan & 3. I'm a member of Grady's Ladies (which i'm pretty sure that means I'm actually obligated to look at them for quality control).

Now....THAT being said: They're out there, they're not going away no matter how many lawyers you get or websites you pursue, so the best advice for this is "act like Madonna". By that I mean act like Madonna did when her nude pix got out & say "so what". Stop raising a stink about the pictures, just let it slide & if you do have to say something about them, just chalk it up to having a rocking body, a good-looking girlfriend and being in love.

And, oh yeah....don't forget to send Tiger Woods a thank you card since his "transgressions" are keeping this on the backburner as far as sports scandals go.

Happy Turkey Day everyone! I'm thankful for all of you. Even though I might not comment a lot, I read every day and I'm really trying to write more as well (silly Twitter steals me away from time to time).

I spent the day with my cousin, her husband & their 4 kids for a quick dinner at hubby's cousin's house. Excellent dinner. Where I learned that Mexicans don't need forks and knives, just a tortilla to eat (don't think that's racist or anything, it was said by someone who is Mexican). I jokingly claimed a whole crockpot of mashed potatoes for myself (because that's what the Irish do, haha). OMG....so much food. It was hard to behave, but I found a way to keep the moderation.

Then I bolted to work & was mostly bored out of my mind. I did have another thanksgiving dinner though because work provided a turkey dinner for all of us who had to work.

Just got my workout on and now i have to get things gathered for my film shoot which will be friday & saturday about 11 hrs each day. fun times.

Actually, it has to be somewhere else because I get Maxim (for free) and well....I've never seen this suggested in there. The backhand compliment.

A while back (like a year or so ago), I got the "you're hot too bad you're over 30" message from a guy that was my own age.

A different guy sent me this tonight on an online dating site: "Wow too bad you're a tomboy cuz you are quite the looker and you seem to girl up well(Judging from pics) I however like girly girls I just wanted to pay a well meant compliment
to a hottie:)"

is that really supposed to impress me or make me feel good about myself? Guess what jerkface? IT DOESN'T. It is actually a painful reminder that the stuff I enjoy actually often keeps me from finding a guy because I'm not girly enough.

Stefanie Spielman passed away on Thursday from breast cancer. She was only 42. Most of you are saying "who?", but if you're a Ohio State fan, she was like a queen. She was definitely Buckeyes royalty as the wife of beloved former Buckeyes football player Chris Spielman.

I was a student at Ohio State when Stefanie was initially diagnosed at the young age of 31. It was also about the same time that my own sister-in-law was also diagnosed with the same disease (my sister-in-law is now a survivor of almost 10 years). Stefanie's story made national headlines & even Oprah because her husband walked away from millions in the NFL to be by her side throughout her fight. When she lost her hair, he shaved his. Then the activism began. As a student, I remember the push to get young girls on campus to do self-exams. That was just the start. Over the past 10 years, the Spielmans have raised 6.5 million dollars for cancer awareness and research. They've formed support groups, charity events & continue the push on campus to let young women know that this disease often doesn't discriminate against age.

Let me repeat....diagnose at 31, dead at 42. Yet just this week, some dumbass government panel is now recommending that mammograms not start until age 50. I think her death is evidence enough that 50 is too way late for some.

My heart goes out to her husband and the 4 children she left behind.