Mrs. Tom Cruise
wants to spawn more children, presumably through an unholy ritual involving bloodletting and goat sacrifices with a gaggle of Scientologists watching to ensure the ceremony is performed correctly. Because she's
so darn happy in her life and her marriage, and she loves motherhood, and everything is great, just great, perfect even. As she says about her family life, "We're having the best time, it's so amazing." Happy, happy, joy, joy.
You know, I'm sure in some ways she's a sweet girl, what with sending thank-you notes to boutiques and buying carbs she probably couldn't touch herself for the cast and crew on her sets. I really have no idea if her life is as great as she describes it, or if she just gets quoted like the poster girl for the happy pill or what. But I would give a lot just to hear her say, "F@#% all this stupid-ass bullshit." It's okay to be mad and bitter sometimes, Katie. Some of us even make a living at it. I prescribe a new regimen: lose those cult handlers for a bit, get yourself a bottle of JD, and start throwing shit at the wall and crying. You'll feel so much better.
