So the screen on my phone is fried, so if you text me, I can't see it unless I'm connected to my computer. And if you call, I can't see the number to know who it is so I may or may not answer.
Your best bet if you need to find me is email.
How did it die? Boobs. My big ol' boobs sweated it to death during the marathon relay this morning.
Growin' up gorgeous
11 comments:
dam boobs... ;D
um, why was the phone in your boobs?
Well at least it died happy.
ROFL, thanks Mark, that made my morning. LOL
My phone was in my boobs cuz where else am I gonna stash something while I'm ralking??
Death by boob? Wasn't that in a Woody Allen movie?
Everything You Wanted to Know About Sex But Were Afraid to Ask. Classic.
Ya, I already know I sweat way too much.
How was the run by the way?!
It was a ralk but it was good. :) I discovered that out of shape and mostly walking, I am 20 minutes slower than if I had actually trained. But the pain is about the same. LOL
The weather sucked, hard winds all day and high humidity. I needed you & D!
Did somebody switch your R and W keys?
I have another friend whose cell died the same way (in her sports bra at Lafortune- not at a marathon!).
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