I made a scrunchy face at Mr. Spring because of something he did and I've seen myself make this face and it's a pretty damn unattractive look. This was the exchange:
Me: I better stop making that face or it's gonna get stuck. *turns to walk out of room*
Mr. Spring: Too late...
He may not live to see tomorrow.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.