In case you’re wondering, I don’t have it all together on the inside or, most definitely, the out. And as I am approaching the Big 5-0, it got me wondering if this is how I really expected my life to turn out. In approximately the amount of time it takes to swallow a mouthful of Whispering Angel at the Wine Palace, the answer is NO. I didn’t really plan my life, it just happened. And on top of that, treating my body as a temple never really crossed my mind … Continue reading All I want for my 50th is Botox