lyle and the callipers

It was such a beautiful day outside... and I felt really summery so I found a dress and fixed my hair... and took to the streets (Well actually, I fixed my hair after I took to the streets, but that's another story). It's a new era for me, today's self portrait session was a celebration of being single, intelligent, and beautiful. Hurrah for me.

I walked to work (it's been a while since I have been able to say that) to get select a t-shirt size and I got oggled by my good friends the construction workers who are renovating the old public library, fields, and wells fargo financial whatever into the new shoppers drug mart. Funny story about my friends the construction workers... I figured out their secret code for when they think a pretty (or chubby) girl is walking by. Steady... the code is... "Lyle, Do you have any callipers?" I think my friends the construction workers need to work on their code a bit... because any fool knows that cal·i·per (also cal·li·per) n. is defined as...

1. An instrument consisting essentially of two curved hinged legs, used to measure thickness and distances. Often used in the plural.
2. A large instrument having a fixed and a movable arm on a graduated stock, used for measuring the diameters of logs and similar objects.

Tomorrow is also supposed to be nice. I'm going to a BBQ to meet and greet the new coworkers and to also get some sun. I need a loose this sickly sallow look... it doesn't match my inner brilliance.