My friend Kathy and I both stumbled across the same picture of LaToya Jackson this week on one of our favorite sites.  Much like her brother Michael, it looks like LaToya has had a little more than anyone's fair share of plastic surgery.  After some discussion, Kathy and I both admitted that we could totally see how this could happen.

You'd start out (like we would) with just a little lifting, shaping and tucking to take care of post-baby body changes.  Then, as we aged, we'd get some work done to "freshen the face".  Then, I bet, before you know it, you catch a glimpse of yourself in a mirror and you realize you've been LaToya-ed.  You could so easily go from a simple procedure to make yourself feel good, to seeing a million parts of yourself that could be touched up until you become a freak face.

Just one more addiction, narrowly avoided... mostly by money and fear that my dad would say "Woah, what happened to your face?"

On the table tonight: Broiled Salmon with Marmalade-Dijon Glaze