I thought I would take the opportunity to share my broken toe story. I really thought by now it would be happy and chilling in my platform sandals everyday that I oh-so-love to wear........

U see.... In an effort to avoid my D writing responsibilities......I decided to attend my neighbors b-day pool party about a month ago. The D gods & goddesses' where not smiling down at this behavior. They decided in their infinate wisdom (shhhh...Im sure they're listening now ....just go with it)

To not only .....have me crash & burn....thereby catching my "fuck-U" toe ( if that analogy can be transferred from hands to toes I dont know.....but again......go with it).

As I caught the aforementioned toe.....I heard a 'SNAP'....& proceeded to stand on it with the other foot.....chanting.... "it doesnt hurt...it doesnt hurt...U are fine...suck it up"

Didnt work.....its been angry...swollen (humidity is NOT its friend)....and sore to any type of touch.....(towel, lotion, getting dressed in thongs....etc).

so.....hence....the beauti-mous thongs I am sporting here in the photo of my desk. The picture?........Ken Chenault, yours truly, & the Harvster....Harvey Golub.....(google the names if you need to......U'll be impressed! ).......

ciao bellas.....back to life for me..........As U were!............