Thursday, September 27, 2012

Body Buffer Zone

As my southern nieces could tell you, I am someone who likes her body buffer zone respected.  In fact, I'm one of those annoying people who often demarcate it by drawing an imaginary, yet pointed, box around my person with four swipes of my arms and an accompanying glare.

Ha.  Those days are over.  This is now the view when I tilt my head and look down:

And oh look!  What is glued to my side?:

But at least my legs and feet are solo on the hassock, right?  Wrong:

And I'm pretty sure I'm currently wearing Posy as a hat.

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