The Shattered Prayer

The other night Mojo and I went out to celebrate a friend’s birthday and while there I was talking to a woman who is a publisher for a local magazine. Our birthday friend was a personal trainer and conversation shifted to working out. In the course of the conversation shift, she told me she used to go to Overeaters Anonymous and it changed her life. That made me think about the one time I ever went to one of these “____ Anonymous” Groups. I didn’t have the same reaction as publisher woman.

We’ve been doing so much plurking lately, that poor old Shattered Prayer has been sitting here neglected. Che Rex at least has an excuse, seeing as how she is having to do much to take care of Mommalopithicus, but what’s my excuse? I’ll have to post more in the next few days.