Therapy

Okay. I’m having a bad week. So I interrupt this home-demolition-and-remodel in progress with some therapy, Authorial Mom style.


Be honest. Does my nose need ‘work’?


This *is* my good side, Mommy.


Soulful. Deep. It’s . . . Magnum! (name that movie!)


Ack! Too close! TOO CLOSE!!

And not to be outdone:


Ohmmmmmmmm.


No, I haven’t had anything artificially lifted. Why do you ask?


Really. They do this all by themselves.


Now that’s just gratuitous.

There. I feel better. Tune in next week for our regularly scheduled programming.

That is all.

6 comments

  1. Anonymous says:

    i can't decide who was drinking more – you or the dogs.
    and its zoolander! blue steel!

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