Be Right Back

The morning sun wakes up the birds
My heavy eyelids begin to stir

The alarm sounds off at the seventh hour
I wipe away the sleep to see Matt Lauer

The bed is soft and hugs me in it
My bladder won’t wait one more minute

I wash my hair and toes and hips
My cat waits for some shower drips

I wrap my hair up like a snail
And head to the office to check my mail

I read the internets and update Face book
Then head to the kitchen to find something to cook

I eat some eggs and bacon at the table
then pack a lunch and wash the dishes if I’m able

Off to the bedroom to blow dry and dress
Picking out clothing makes my bedroom a mess

I rush around to finish getting pretty
I grab my cell phone and kiss goodbye to my kitty

With my purse and gym bag, I head for the car
It’s a good thing my office is not very far

I pull up in the lot just after nine thirty
Lock my car and off to my desk I scurry

But the moral, my lovelies, is more of a warning
For those of you that rush in the morning

No matter how much you look at your watch
You should always, always...


glance down at your crotch.

I have people like Matt Lauer for breakfast

Each morning I awake to the dreadful sound of my alarm clock blasting the same EE-ERR-EE-ERR-EE-ERR I've heard since the second grade when my mom went back to work and I was forced to get up on my own. I slam my hand around on the end table until I've successfully silenced the ear-bleeding beep (and my back up cell phone alarm). Then, I rEEE-CH over and click the remote to turn on the TV.

Ah, Helll-ooo Matt Lauer.

(I think he's kind of dorky, which of course makes me *swoon*, even in the morning)

This morning, Today had a powerful story about triplets who were burned in a fire twenty years ago, the same fire that took the life of their mother. Burns as a constant reminder of losing your mother - my heart broke. The story was about new laser technology which is helping the girls to eliminate their burn scars and stimulate the collagen underneath.

I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT!

Before I could say it out loud, there she was. The same blond doctor who started my tattoo removal was ADMINISTERING THEIR TREATMENT -- FOR FREE! Dr. Waibel graduated from the same medical school husband is attending and practiced here in Dayton until a few years ago when she left Ohio for a swanky clinic in Palm Beach where she works with a cutting edge researcher who is pioneering laser skin technology.

I sat there hoping that, one day, blond doctor can help Nie and Mr. Neilson too. When they're ready.

I guess leaving me and Tweety here in Dayton was a good move after all.

You can see the ABSOLUTELY TOUCHING story on the TODAY SHOW web page AND read about them in the June edition of Glamour Magazine.

You can read more about my tattoo removal HERE and HERE