Book Confessions of an Ex-Ballerina

Temps reached into the 80's today. Kinda weird for this time of year in Portland Oregon, but I'm not complaining... to much. :)

I decided to wear dress shorts to work today. I don't really care so much about the color of my legs, they've always been pale even after I've been out side in the sun for a while. It's either pale or burned, no in between. So I just go with it. I don't get out much anyway.

Imagine this color on my legs out in the sun.

So today wasn't much different from any other sunny day that I've ever had, I put on a pair of shorts and do my thing, but there's always got to be the haters and since I work with a bunch of men who 1. act like boys around any member of the opposite sex just because they feel they can and 2. are extremely jealous that I get to wear shorts in 80 degree weather and they don't because they work in a shop, that poo gets thrown around like we're all monkeys.

Of course most of them decided to make a smart ass comment about the color of my legs. What ever. I just told them that glow in the dark is in right now. I don't let it get under my skin. It's not worth it. 

My husband suggested that next time I tell them that skin cancer is't cool any more and they should get with the program. I highly doubt that they care much about getting cancer of any kind since most of them smoke constantly. What ever floats your boat I guess.

I know I can always count on my husband to help the situation (thanks sunshine.)

Well, there is always tomorrow. I wonder what I will wear.  How about a skirt, that would be a big shocker. They probably don't think I own a skirt, but I do. I own one skirt. :)

And that's my rant of the day.