Weight Watchers Here I Come

So, today, Cornell also shared with me that BFF "breaked up" with Ava, his preschool girlfriend. Cornell told me that he was going to meet a girl in college and marry her. I asked him what type of girl he might fall in love with. Would she be tall or short, what color hair would she have, would she like to play outside or watch movies inside, would she be slim or chubby. He asked what chubby was; I chose my words carefully and answered that chubby was "not slim", like me, I added. He immediately said, "Oooh, you mean Fat".

Yes, I mean Fat. The run tonight seemed a little bit more important.