I met a good friend's new(ish) girlfriend for the first time. I don't think she hated me. This is huge! I am not good at that whole first impression thing and basically, to meet me is to hate me. My friend never introduced me to his last girlfriend because the girlfriend before that hated me so much he was afraid, very afraid.
I got into an argument with my husband in the grocery store parking lot. We were arguing about Latin. Well actually, we were arguing about whether "nontuplets" is the correct word for nine babies born in a single birth, but it turned in to fighting about Latin. That is the correct word, I won, and I clearly know lots more Latin than my husband so pppbbbbbttttt.
I bought pretty new running shoes to replace my old ugly dirty falling apart running shoes. I do not, as a rule, run, but I bought the fancy just for running shoes so I can pretend that the elliptical trainer is like running. I wore my old nasty shoes to the gym this morning though, because I don't want to get my pretty new shoes all dirty. I think I will wear them only in my house and then only on thick carpets so I don't wear the treads down on the hard floors.