I spent some time on the treadmill today trying to counteract some of the bad choices I've made over this very delicious Thanksgiving weekend. While doing so I noticed a sharp pain in my right big toe. It seems that I might be developing a bunion. Yes, a bunion. What. The. Hell.
I need a favor from anyone reading this. If at any time I start to refer to my pants as slacks or my couch as a davenport I freely give any and all of you permission to stage an intervention. Please.