O Magazine

Oprah Magazine comes to my mailbox every month like clockwork. I always look forward to taking this giant publication out of the box and finding time to lovingly flip though every page. The ads are beautiful and the articles inspiring. I particularly love to read whatever columnist Lisa Keagon has to say. She is my super hero with my dream job. How much sweeter could life be to get paid for jotting down your observations on life in a way that makes other people laugh, think, or cry?

The other day I swung by the community mail box to pick up that day's delivery. By the way, I have lived in Austin for almost 11 years and I still don't understand why home owners must pick up the mail in a central location of the neighborhood instead of a traditional mail box in front of the house. Anyway, I pull up to the collection of mailboxes and Madison jumps out of the mini van to get the mail for me. I roll down my window so she can hand it to me a little at a time. We get a lot of mail.

The last handful of mail includes the O Magazine. I smile, knowing what treasures lie inside. As Maddie passes the magazine through the window, Oprah is staring at me and Maddie has a good look at the back page. Apparently, the back cover is a somewhat racy ad with 2 half dressed women posing for the camera. I don't know this at the time because I can only see Oprah smiling at me. Fortunately, Maddie was able to sound the alert.

"Mommy, do NOT turn this magazine over. The picture is TOTALLY inappropriate!" And with that, she climbs back into the mini van. I try not to laugh at her sweet, sweet warning, but you know I immediately flipped it over to see the ad. Sure enough, half dressed women. What is this world coming to?