I’m back! I’m alive! In the contest of flu vs. Kendi, I won after a 5-day battle. I also developed a nice set of dreaded hair and some atrophy in my legs. Putting on heels for the first time after laying in bed for several days was equivalent to a baby giraffe walking for the first time. AKA very graceful.
A couple of weeks ago I was wearing a skirt and the first thing my mother said to me was “I’ve missed your legs.” Thank you mother. I realize that you might not find my legs quite as special, but here they are again, not covered by colored jeans. A bit underwhelming, eh? Legs only a mother could love, I suppose.
Also, my skirt is wrinkled and I should probably have worn a slip. Eh, you can’t win them all.