A friend just wrote and said she is doing a walk to support breast cancer research and the Susan G Komen foundation. This friend would also like nothing better than to become a nun, I think, and it bothers her to no end that I am such a heathen.
So, how do I tell her that I already gave $50 to Komen so I could see random, anonymous, and rather nekkid boobies?
My son scored four goals in his soccer game this morning. His team won their first game of the season, 5 to 4. I have a cup of coffee, a handful of candy corn, and an hour until we have to be at our next social engagement.
At the moment, life is good.
America’s favorite criminal homemaker: don’t send me any more money or gifts, as the prison won’t let me keep them.
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