At work last week, one of the Attendance clerks was wearing the prettiest blue top you ever did see.
But when I was in the Break room with her, before the school bell rang, she admitted something. The top was brand-new; she bought it at Ross. Brought it home, was cutting the tags off and… what do you suppose she found? A maternity tag!
Here she was so thrilled with how it fit, and come to find out, it was a maternity top!
Augh! Continue reading “Girl Talk in the Break Room”
We’ve grown apart over the years and lately, I’ve been thinking we were never meant to be together.
Do you remember when we first met? It was in that aerobics class in college. I was looking for an easy A, you showed up about a month later. I was impressed with your strength and… well, your flatness. And somehow you made me feel more pretty when we were together. Continue reading “It’s Finished Flat Abs. I’m Over You.”