So, don't you hate it when you're about 3/4 of the way through writing a post, save it for the night, and then blogger crashes and it all disappears? Boooooo! Blogger, that is going to have people switching to wordpress and all those other platforms that I'm not cool enough to know about. But fortunately, I have lots of extra time these days, so I'll just REWRITE the whole thing.
I am basically a catalog co-worker's dream. You know, the person you can always count on to order gift wrap or cookie dough from your kid's fundraiser. But not only that...
Pampered Chef? Yes, please! I love my pizza stone!
Southern Living at Home? I'll take the casserole dish on page 44.
Avon? Sure, I'd like to see if that Skin-so-Soft stuff really does keep mosquitoes away.
CAbi clothing? I apologize for saying it looks like old lady clothes because OHMYGOSH everything is so cute in person and it all seems to magically look good on me and yes I want to host a party of my own.
Mary Kay? I actually need some bronzer....
Silpada jewelry? If I don't eat for a few weeks, I can order that watch I want!
Which leads me to the point of this story..... I did order a watch from a jewelry party. It has a black leather band that wraps around my wrist three times, like this:
(I liked the face on the brown one better, but since I wear black pretty much every day, I went with this one. The brown one is on my wish list though...)
When I'm not wearing the watch, it lays on the counter like this:
One day, Larry randomly out of the blue asked me something about my leg watch? I was like, "I have no idea what you are talking about." He pointed in the direction of my watch on the counter and said something to the effect of "do you wear that on your leg while you work out or something?" I guess he thought I wore it like this:
I admit, it would be very convenient if I was riding a bike or on an ab machine or something.... I could just glance down and check my pulse or whatever. A leg watch..... HA!