You know you are old....
when your cousin says "let's go out all night and get wasted" and you grunt because it sounds like less than fun and more like a hangover.

Those of you who know me well know that I get a little red in the face when I talk about girl stuff..you know like anatomy, genes, and how much I like to sew.
Well today I went to the doctor, she did a sonogram on my girly parts to make sure they were doing their part...and doing it in the right way.
While she did this, she showed them to me and said the following...(please read in a very funny and cute russian accent)
OH look, there is your uterus! Very beautiful! It looks just wonderful!
(then she moves the tool thing over)
OH MY! look at that....that is your left ovary! How wonderful it looks, it's just right! (moves the tool again)
AND there's your right ovary...it's just right, and so perfect!
This is the kind of talk that would normally send me into crazy embarrasment town.
But instead I sat there, waited for it all to be over got ready and headed out.
On my way down in the elevator I felt ridiculously happy for my innards...I mean it's not every day that they get to hear how beautiful they are.

Then a couple hours later I was happy and thankful that I'm healthy and that my girly parts are just right....and you know what, I realized that I didn't turn red once.

I've never recieved flowers at work.
Until today...
Thank you Miss. Erin Rose Foley...you are my favorite.


Seriously though, it's the nicest thing having you as my best friend.