Why do I suddenly have links to purses over in the ad box? Have I talked about purses? Wait, did I talk about my favorite purse ever, the Paul Frank Union Jack bag that I’ve had for many years but never really use? God, I love that purse. I need to pull it out. Heck, I paid $45 for it, which is more than I’ve ever spent on a handbag before. I’m not that kind of girl. I wish I was, though. That and $200 shoes. I wish I was Carrie Bradshaw, in a way. (Mostly in the shoes and hair way.)

Jane hasn’t called me back. I think I’ll try her again tonight. But see, now she’s a psychiatrist. I don’t want a psychiatrist to think I’m bugging her. That sounds weird. Oh well.

Signed up today for the Race for the Cure. It’s a week from Sunday. I would like to think I could beat my 5K time from last weekend’s race, but I dunno. It’s going to be in the morning, and therefore hot. And there’s a lot of sun on the course. All I can do is hope for a cold front and clouds.