Instigator rolled out of bed to torture me this morning.
I started this morning by putting Egg Beaters in my coffee. It registered as I brought the cup to my lips. I still took a sip. Which should tell you that my judgment at 6 a.m. is questionable.
When I got to the office, I stuck my head in Instigator’s office and said, “Coffee?” She was neck deep in something so I told her I’d run to get it. Have I mentioned that Instigator is my work girlfriend? This is why I know that she drinks a grande iced Americano with extra ice. I went to Starbucks and picked up coffee and breakfast for her. I walked into her office and reached out to hand her coffee…
…and she looked different.
I paused as she was talking and tried to figure it out. She looked nice, which is usual – but something was different. She looked Extra Nice.
I said, “You look nice. Did you get your hair done?”
She looked at me, touched her hair and said, “No…this is the I just rolled out of bed look.”
I opened my mouth to say something and shut it quickly. And then she burst out laughing while I turned red realizing that I’d more or less said she’d look good rolling out of bed.
This is how my day began, folks. (more…)

Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.