If there is anything EVERY ONE know about me, is I’m short. Not you’re average 5’4 short... no no no, I am 5’2 on a "tall" day. Living in Miami it really does not go noticed too often, since most Hispanic women are not sky scrapers. Once I leave our city, it shows and it shows BIG time. Not to mention my husband gets a kick out of the fact that I cannot reach a lot of our cabinets and pantry top shelves. I have grown accustom to the wise cracks and banter from my significant other. However the silliest thing happened to me the other day while we grabbed a bite to eat at Moe’s Southwest Grill.
Yes sir...that is a quite noticeable gap between my itty feet and the floor. What the heck!!! Seriously, I know I am short but have never really had this problem previously. So either Moe’s has a freakishly tall set of stools or it is quite possible I am shrinking.
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just hang with me... you'll always feel normal :)
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