Today is brought to you by the letter J.  Why J?  Why not.

J is for Jeans.  I love jeans. Levi's fit the best. Flared at the ankles. Can't call them Bell Bottoms...that makes me sound old.  Speaking of old, its DISCO night on Idol tonight!  YES!!!

J is for Juice. I love all kinds of juice.  Freshly squeezed Orange is the best, but I do not indulge much as I do not wish to drink my calories.

J is for Jam. I love all the jams we carry at U-Bake. Cranberry Rhubarb, Red Cherry and the Wisconsin Special are my Top 3.
 
J is for Jaw.  I won't have one much longer if I continue to grind my teeth at night. It has been recomended to me to wear one of those dorky looking guards when I sleep.  Yeah, I don't think so.

J is for Jewlery. I need more of this.  I stopped giving subtle hints about 3 years ago. Blatant messaging isn't working real well either. Any tips?

J is for Jury Duty. I have always wanted to get called for this.  Then finally I got the call.  They told me to take a hike once they found out I worked in media.  Note to self:  Send letter to circuit court system and let them know I am now a bidness woman. Not in radio any more. Call me!

J is for Jump. "Jump" was sung by my favorite band EVER, Loverboy who will be performing June 25th in Milwaukee at Summerfest!  Whoo Hoooo!

J is for Jive.  If I had to dance the Jive it would be with this hunk right here:


J is for Jeopardy. I don't believe I would ever find myself with Alex Trebek.

That is all.
Kris