I have to go on a big-time diet. The Nordstrom's mirrors told me so. No More Sour Cream Pancakes, no more Very Fattening Biscuits with Chocolate Gravy, no more Buttermilk Pie (which I ate the whole thing single-handed, just about). No more nothin'.

But that's okay, I found a knock-out dress to wear to three weddings this summer, in three different locales. I think I want to look good in it. Yeah, that's my plan.

POOPED! But I get to do my own thing for three whole days. Imagine that! Just the Jazz and KEM.

One of these days I will get back to blogging . . . maybe. I'm in a blogging valley. I think people are too busy to read a blog, or should be :) Except for my very nice friends.

Tomorrow all the clothes I haven't worn in a year are out the door. That is going to be a lot of clothes, my friends. That's what that Ladies' Home Journal recommends and they've been around forever.

Birthday Suit KEM