Huh?

I must confess. The real reason I wanted this blog was to be able to tell this story.
Every morning we take a walk down along the river. A few days ago, I saw a jogger coming toward us, wearing a t-shirt, and some really short shorts. Or what I thought was shorts. As he got closer, I thought "Hmm, those are..hang on... is he...???" I turned to look at the back view as he jogged past, and yeah, it was actually his underwear. We walked on for a bit, until it really sank in, then I nearly wet myself laughing.

Today, I'm recovering from some bug or other that he was generous enough to share with me. Everytime I'm under the weather, I'm reminded of when I first got here, a year ago. I was constantly ill, and on a first-name basis with the girls at the pharmacy. This one particular time, it was mosquito bites. I swelled up so much, I looked like a chipmunk. He said "You look like someone shoved an air hose up your butt." I had to laugh at that, because that's exactly what I did look like. Really, I thought I was going to burst open, my fingers looked like little sausages. Ahhh, good times.