"Have no fear of perfection--you'll never reach it."
Sunday, March 13, 2011
I dropped into H's work yesterday to drop off a coffee and lend him my snowshoes. H took one look at me and said, "Oh my god, cuddles, you're absolutely glowing!"
Maybe it's the pimples on my chin, or my yucky cold. Or maybe, it's just H exercising his flare for the dramatic. Or maybe, just maybe, I might have been glowing. I *had* just (completely by accident) followed Bachelor F into town.