Can’t say enough about Dr Cher and Kimberly who drove 3 hours from Key West and 3 hours back for a smutty lunch on Saturday bearing a poultry-inspired gift. Apparently chickens run amok in the Keys - the perfect way to honour my Chinese Squawking Chicken of a Mother, fitting then that I’ve now named my Key West Chicken after the woman who gave me life. This, gossips, is Judy. And while I try to stay away from posting photos of myself too often, I’d be remiss not to acknowledge the kindness of the Navy Wives who are out there reading every day and sending their 2 representatives on a gossip mission. As such, as a small gesture of appreciation, I gave them my best signature Paris Hilton fingering a hen. Thanks Cher, thanks Kimberly – see you on the cruise!