Here’s something you probably don’t know about me: I’m a singer. No, not like a singer singer. I’m not “for hire” or “talented” or “good”. I just like to sing, all the time, everywhere. I can’t help it. For example, I’m incapable of not singing in the car, unless we’re listening to talk radio, which I avoid at all costs. If my hubby is driving, I turn and mumble-sing (it’s a thing, look it up) into the car window. He would make fun of me if I sang…

Author Jocelyn Modo has some unfortunate information about Marky Mark this week. I won’t delve into it–it’s best delivered by someone who has first-hand knowledge. Please note that this information does not pertain to Mark Wahlberg. He’s one of my favorite actors, so I prefer to keep that illusion intact.  Some of you may think I fixated on the Marky Mark-ness of her post just so I could put up the infamous Calvin Klein underwear shot (I know, minus the underwear, I’m trying to run a family operation…

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