While Matt and I were watching "Lost," the telephone rang. Due to the miracle of Tivo, we were able to pause it and I answered the call. It was my best friend from grade school and junior high. She's about the only one from my growing up years that I stay in touch with, and even then, we only talk three or four times a year.
I was, uh, a little surprised that she was calling to tell me that she'd just had her boobs redone. She's only 30 years old, but I guess I should note that she has had three children in the last ten years. So, I suppose that's a lot of the reason.
Still...it was just a funny conversation. I'm happy for her and all, but not sure that I'd have called her to let her know that I'd got my boobs done. (Which is so not on the agenda anyway.)