la vie en rose
The only thing worse than having your doctor tell you you’re shorter and fatter than you think you are is having him ask if your hair falling out. “Any clumps? Bald patches? Noticeable thinning?”
Still, it’s an absolutely gorgeous day out and my boss brought in muffins from Trader Joes and java from my favorite coffee house so, other than being short, fat and balding, I haven’t a thing in the world to worry about.