I know it's after lunch for people in my time zone, and west, and nigh on dinner time for those back east. It's a gorgeous afternoon in the desert here, a day that makes me think..."Hey, what a perfect day! Life is beautiful! I'd like to give a little something back...and enjoy the beauty of tatas galore while I'm at it. Why, I think I'll make a donation to the Susan G. Komen Foundation."

That's what you were thinking, too, wasn't it? I thought so. :o)

If that isn't incentive enough, do it so that I have something to do at work OTHER than work, such as checking my Boobiethon e-mail and updating the site with new and improved donation totals! Thanks. Mwah.

Tuesday afternoon.
I'm just beginning to see,
Now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away.
Something calls to me.
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh.

I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind.
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind.
So gently swaying through the fairy-land of love,

If you could just come with me and see the beauty of
Tuesday afternoon.
Tuesday afternoon.

Tuesday afternoon.
I'm just beginning to see,
Now I'm on my way.
It doesn't matter to me,
Chasing the clouds away.

Something calls to me.
The trees are drawing me near,
I've got to find out why.
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh.