Tomorrow I am meeting an old friend from high school for coffee.
I am 100lbs heavier now than I was at 18.
He (ok, if it wasn't a he maybe I wouldn't be angsting quite so much!) looks better now than he did in high school. He was a tall, lanky, geeky kid - now he's a tall, handsome, rugged man.
I'm just sayin' - that if I had my choice I'd be 120 lbs of cuteness instead of 220 lbs of cuteness.
And yes, I know looks aren't important - I'm still smarter than him and my eyes are still bluer :P~
And I'm sure once I see him and we start talking, I will forget about that as I try to out Star Trek triviatize him.
Hope your Saturday is going well.