  Dear Friends, I hope that if you have, or will someday have, a significant other, they will not torture you as much as urlLink mine does. I want to kick him and kiss him, beat him senseless and hug him into oblivion all at the same time. Boyfriend, you better look out. A crisis was averted. I'm supposed to go to a Mary Kay pampering night (which I've done before and love), but I was afraid I was going to miss ANTM, and Shandi supposedly, according to commercials and Janice Dickenson's too-tight face, admits to using drugs. (I bet she's probably joking or said she used to do drugs or is on allergy medication, but whatever. ) AND I was going to miss the end of the Westminster Dog Show (DOG SHOW!). I'm rooting for Josh, the Newfoundland. I didn't know what time the skin care extraveganza was starting or where it was, so I called my Mary Kay contact and it turns out it's been moved to 6:00!
Meaning plenty of time for TV, but also meaning that I will probably not go to the gym today. I'm seriously going to workout hell. I have lost the drive. But I SWEAR I will go Thursday. Maybe I'll walk/do yoga tomorrow? But the bed is just too wonderful to ignore. Now I must meet with a guy from Yahoo!. Not a yahoo, but from Yahoo!. 
