Monday, March 30, 2009

In the airport, I accidentally stepped on Sarah's new glasses, shattering one of the lenses.

She tried to make me feel better about it ("I shouldn't have put them in your lap") but I feel terrible about it. Going to sleep last night I kept seeing it over and over again, lifting my foot ("hmm, what was that?") and finding her glasses underneath.

1 comment:

Ryan said...

When you're celebrating a national championship, sometimes things get broken.