What does it say about me that, this morning, so that I wouldn't look like a grinch, I made a point of wearing a pink shirt (no special pink shirt, one I wear, on average, once a week), but a few hours after I got to work, I realized I'd missed putting on my wedding ring (and earrings, for the record)?
In unrelated news, when I went to the gym at lunchtime, I discovered that the instructor for the class is pregnant. I overheard her saying eight months pregnant. It didn't stop her from jumping up and down, squatting, and lifting weights. I got my ass kicked by a pregnant woman. Maybe not as hard as she kicked it five months ago. But still....
Posted by Shokufeh at February 14, 2008 04:18 PM