Watching The Grinch Stole Christmas...
...while eating Thanksgiving: Part Deux...
...in a heat wave. It hit 63 degrees today in the state of Massachusetts which is unheard of for November 28th.
In other news, I fully admit that I judge people who go shopping on Black Friday. People (in general) are crazy when it comes to stuff: i.e. a squirt of pepper spray to the eye in order to cut in line or a full on riot over $2.00 waffle makers. Do people really love waffles that much?
But...and here is where you get to judge me right back...I have my moments of crazy also. Take for example, this evening.
I am at the gym and super sweaty (you're welcome for that image btw).
I am headed from the gym to a meeting so I brought a clean shirt to change into...but I accidentally leave the clean shirt in the car. So in my infinite wisdom, I decide to take off my sweaty shirt and just zip up my fleece all the way. I figured I would just throw on the clean shirt in the car.
So I get to my car (which I responsibly parked under a street light) and there is someone sitting in the car across from me. I most definitely was not going to strip in front of Mr. Random. I pull out of the parking lot and just assume I'll figure out a new plan on the way. My plan turned out to be this: change from fleece to t-shirt at 30 mph on a dark road. The whole 45 seconds it took me to change I kept thinking this would be an awful time to hit a deer. The cops would find me topless on a dark road blaring Christmas music.
File under: # this is my life, # this is why I'm single