They said it'd never happen

When I was nine years old, I promised my mother I'd never wear plaid, because it was just so uncool.  When I was sixteen, I promised that I'd never wear flared pants.  A few years ago, I promised I'd never wear those bug-eyed sunglasses that Hollywood starlets think don't look like bug eyes.  Ask Karen what I said about teal a few months ago. 

Today, I am wearing a teal polo shirt.

Never is a promise, Carrie.  :)  Apparently one I am not able to keep. 

Globey Things

Things that the LOML has expanded my globey-thing to include in the past (three days shy of) seven months:

Crunchy Stuft Burritos (good one, babe)
Bicycling
Soccer (whoops -- you didn't need two ankles)
Pinochle
phoebe's 'love marks'
cash cab
pickles
banana peppers
pickled cauliflower
(pickled anything)
dancing (no, I still don't use arms, thank you)
NPR
carpooling to work
beach volleyball
karenland
painting/drawing (we haven't done much of this lately -- we should this weekend)
our neighborhood
non-waffling
and a million other things that my lunch half-hour (minus the trip to Taco Bell) hasn't allowed me to type yet.  (Stay tuned)

Thanks, darlin.  Happy almost-seventh monthiversary :)