What's the best news you've heard lately? (If it involves Speidi or a Lindsay other than Vonn, you can stop reading right now.)

"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller.

With Valentine's Day around the corner (oh joy) I got to thinking about all the boys I'd like to be kissing. Clooney, Clooney, Clooney -- er, sorry, lost my train of thought for a sec. Where was I? Oh, yeah … Then I started thinking about my lips and how I wish they were bigger. Then I got depressed and decided to write this blog. So … here goes.

I don't know about you, but when the mercury starts to dip below, say 60 degrees, my body starts to fall apart -- my skin dries out, my lips crack, my hair gets brittle -- and, well, I'm just a total babe during the winter months. Not.

Ever skipped a day of showering? Oh, c'mon you can tell me, it's not like I'm in any position to judge.

Evidently, I'm not in Kansas anymore. Ok, so I've never been to Kansas but based on the conversation I had with my friend Lynn this morning, I must be somewhere over the rainbow.

Newsflash: Seeing strangers naked gives me hives. And, as with any worthy axiom, the converse is also true. Being naked in front of strangers gives me hives.

I want to be Jennifer Aniston. And, NO, not because she has a house cool enough to be this month's Architectural Digest cover story, a kickass body, and intimate knowledge of Brad, Bradley and John.

I kissed a girl and I liked it.

My body likes to be contrary. My butt is plump but my lips are thin.

My nose is big but my boobs are small. My hair is dull but my face is shiny. All good things -- if you happen to live in opposite land.