*cracks up* You've only just now noticed? 'Bout bloody time if you ask me. It comes from living on porridge for too long. Horrid stuff.
Probably I went too quick from a starvation diet to the really rich, sweet stuff. Took a bit of adjustment before I could fully appreciate. However, I can't be resting on my laurels. A HDW's work is never done. For instance, I've got to figure out whether a man who does 500 push-ups a day could rip open the black tights I'm going to wear over to his house tomorrow or whether I should go to the trouble of pre-cutting out the crotch. OTOH, I guess I could bring a litle pair of manicure scissors with me. Decisions, decisions...
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
