I hope y'all got a chance to see the Superbowl Halftime show yesterday. Anybody? Okay. Britney sang with N'Sync, and Nelly, and Mary J. Blige, and, uh, some old guys. Anyhoo, she was wearing this really tight shirt, and I have to say, we looked fabulous. Absolutely incredible. I've never felt better sbout my plump roundness. My nipple was squealing with delight. Squeal! Squeal!
Ah... I think Righty enjoyed it, too, even though she pretended she didn't. (Don't tell her I said that) She's been kind of in a grumpy mood lately. I honestly don't know why. I feel a little better every morning. Each day, so rife with possibilities. So very, very rife. Aw, the rifeness. Or is it rifity? I'd look it up in the dictionary, but alas, i have no hands. Alas, alas, alas.
P.S. I know Righty was complaining before about the step aerobics, but I think they're fantastic.