Well, amidst the tumbleweeds, springs vitality. Meat Friday, y'all. Mr. Diggs (what a name!) has been popping up a lot for me lately, most recently in Rent and then last night on Will and Grace. I gotta say that when he was flirting with Will, I felt weak in the knees and funny in the tummy. Killer looks and a kilowatt smile. Brotha is eff-triple oh-ine. FOOOine.
OK, I'm off to scout out a house that's been on my mind this week. And to get a neti pot. Nasal douching is all the rage, yo.