Still, not very good for the self-esteem on a weekend that I feel nothing but fat.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
I broke the chair
I went with my friend, Rach, to a small adult ladies only gathering (you know...Pure Romance) with some of the girls she works with. I was sitting on a rickety chair that did not seem stable. Quite suddenly, the seat came apart. I did not fall, as I felt the seat come undone and the hostess insisted that it had done that MANY times.
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