Another Set of Memories
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don’t speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. If can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you. When you’re finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.


…and Sundays are one of the days I always force myself to go work out when I’d rather be stuffing myself with mac and cheese and Korean seafood pancakes.




