Jane Lofton may have grown up as a nobody, but she doesn't stay one for long. Not once she figures out that hard work, tenacity and blond ambition are a girl's best friend. Of course, having the right husband doesn't hurt either. But being rich and successful is not all it's cracked up to be. Okay, maybe it is -- but life is still tough, dammit.

Jane is so busy rescheduling her next liposuction, shopping for clothes she doesn't need and bragging about her latest real estate sale that she hasn't noticed the callus forming around her heart. Her husband is screwing around on her, and she talks to her daughter through a therapist. No, life is not perfect.

So what should she do? Jane's not sure, but she figures a drive in her "Bimmer" might help her relax. A broken fingernail momentarily diverts her attention, and when she looks up she sees an eighteen-wheeler bearing down on her. Suddenly, Jane's problems become incidental. She barely escapes with her life, but not before she's promised God, and herself, that she is going to "do good" for the rest of her life.

So how come "doing good" is so hard?