You know all those sneak previews I've been attending? Well, come Monday I get treated to a different kind of advance screening: I'm having a colonoscopy. About ten years ahead of schedule.
It's a family history thing; no need to be concerned. But look at it this way: I'll be the Katie Couric of bloggers.
55 Fiction Friday thinks this town needs an enema.
"Oh my God, y'all," Britney realized. "I forgot to feed the baby today."
Jamie-Lynn stood up. "I'll go."
"No, sis. Kev'll do it."
Once summoned, he wiped off his orange fingers, opened a jar of baby food, and shoved a spoon inside. He then placed it in front of his infant son.
"You got served!"