I bought a mask. I feel like a criminal in it and the Velcro closure gets caught in my hair and I have a sort of small head, so even the small feels a little like it is going to fall off of me. I just reread that and I am amused at myself. I do not feel like a criminal. I feel like I look like a criminal. The mask does not have magical powers that turn me into a petty thief. Not that I know of, anyway. I will let you know.
I think it worked. So do I look like a criminal? Like a certain cannibal criminal even? Do let me know how ridiculous I look so I can be prepared for Saturday.
Oh one more thing. On February 28, I will be doing the American Lung Association Climb for Air up the tallest building in Iowa, which is 41 stories, 85 flights of stairs, 1,100 steps. I can't wait! I'm excited about it as it is something I've never done before and it will keep me sufficiently freaked out all winter about getting into shape for it. (I've had two delicious homemade peppermint cookies so far today...) Feel free to cheer me on beginning NOW and at random.
Or harass me about the cookies.