today was a strange day. i think one could say it was a good one but maybe only the women will understand it. it started out with me oversleeping, something i usually don't do ( a word to the wise: NEVER BUT NEVER TURN OFF YOUR SNOOZE ALARM! BIG MISTAKE! HUGE!). got up at 959, omg i'm suposed to be at work at 1000 today. called my boss and told her i overslept and would be there in 30 ( it takes me 40, but i thought i'd push it a little). i always wear my hair in a long french braid but with time being so short i through it up in a pony tail (this detail is important to my story). i got outside and WHOA! we had gotten the ice storm the weatherman promised (who would have thunk?), so i knew right away that i wasn't going to be making too much time up on the highway (especially after i almost fell on my ass). i called my boss again and explained that it was going to be a little longer than anticipated and she assured me it was ok. i got to work and was thankful that it was "casual friday" which meant jeans ( to whoever made up this great day "kudos" to you). my day progressed as usual and this afternoon i had to do a few things around the building and was walking down the hall and turned around and saw a guy staring at me. i felt a little weird but went about my business. later on this guy told me he didn't mean to stare but when he saw me "bopping" down the hall way with my blonde ponytail he thought i was a college student coming to visit someone. BOPPING???? is that a good thing? he told me definitely "YES". he said i have a bounce in my step when i walk and he said he likes it because i don't just drag myself, i BOP. he didn't recognize me with my jeans and pony tail so he just assumed i was a coed. now ladies, hows that for a nice compliment??? i have good genes in my family. the women don't age bad. we usually look younger than our actual age and for this i'm grateful to my ancestors on both my father and mother's side. i don't accept compliments well, and i don't know exactly why (maybe the bad stuff is easier to believe). but whatever, i think maybe i'll wear my hair in a pony tail more often and slip on a pair of jeans and thank the "gene god" that i still can do it with a BOP IN MY STEP!