Friday the 13th

I'm not the least bit afraid of Friday the 13th, and you shouldn't be either. Over the years it's become something of a powerday for me. Nor do I cringe and throw salt over my shoulder when a black cat crosses my path. Black cats are my good luck charm, and always have been, and yes, several of them have been familiars.


In honor of Friday the 13th, I think it's only fitting to share with you my favorite calandar girl. Here is Bast, my lady of luxury:


Now to be fair to her sister, I introduce to you Little Roo (as she was when she arrived in our lives back in 2004):



And as she is now, my Mistress of Mayhem:



Can you say, "Trim Spa Baby?"

Enjoy the day and the rest of the weekend.

Love and Light!