Perhaps this blog would  more aptly be titled Desperate Housewives, but considering I have never seen more than half an episode of either show....it was a hard call to make.

Today the weather was beautiful here in H* town and it made me want to be doing this:

This is not me. 

It's my sista sista from anotha mista. Okay, only half of that was true.  We have the same "mista".

That's him. He's pretty awesome.  He's a cowboy..a real one.

And that might be a younger, thinner, version of me.  

I'm not really sure though.  I don't remember eating that meal and I usually remember everything I eat, because I think about it a lot...a lot.

Or maybe it's Lacy..is that you Lace?