Mercy flush.

I don't feel tardy.

Why did they not smack the shit out of this kid before taking a picture?

David Coverdale's new mistress.

You've got mail.

They're ready for their closeups.

I have a busy weekend ahead. I have to take all 3 cats to the vet Friday afternoon, and then get a massage. (Yeah, poor me.) Saturday I've got a hair appointment in the morning, then lunch and hanging out with my friend Sherry. I'm a little worried about that one. I know that she goes to church and is religious, but it's never been a problem. Lately, she's included me in emails to a group of women for a women's bible study at her house. I didn't have to respond unless I wanted to RSVP, so that was good. I just worry if she'll try to ask me to go to church or what my religion is or what church I go to or something. (I worry about the same thing with my hypocritical stepmother, as well.) I think that's part of the reason my friend Aimee stopped returning my calls and cards. She's now ultra-southern-baptist and has 2 kids, which she knows I have no interest in.