There is nothing quite so pleasing as seeing someone again after a few months and hearing "my god you look great! How much have you lost?". Especially when that someone is family and wouldn't lie about it. Even better when you've been having a serious complex over having gained weight due to a recent broken ankle.

That was the highlight of my otherwise very droll day. I cleaned, mowed, and played with the kid. I had lunch with my brother, got my eyes double checked and picked up my new contact lenses. Not bad, but not really entertaining or interesting for that matter.