Thursday, January 15, 2009

Teenage Flashback

I made my husband kiss me sixteen times at StEriksplan metro station (he's a reluctant public kisser). And when I came back to work my chin and nose were all red and scratchy. I burst out laughing when I saw myself in the elevator mirror. The perfect flashback to the making-out-when-you're-not-supposed-to-and-then-trying-to-look-innocent-look of my teenage years. Ah, sweet memories.

Leo thinks I'm being awfully girly today. He does not approve. So tomorrow I'll be all Gaza and Lehman Brothers on you.

PS. Yes, that's EXACTLY what we looked like.

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