"If I ever get in a bar fight I hope I have this glass bottle with me. I would break it over somebody's head."
And believe me, if she is willing to break her precious glass bottle over someone's head, they probably really have it coming.
Also, I think I've been subjecting her to too many old westerns and the standard at-least-once-an-episode, glass-breaking saloon fight. Violence isn't the answer, Kira.
And another thing: While in my Effexor coma, all I did exercise-wise was make things on my computer. My fingers are STRONG. I started a little online store on Zazzle, and made some bloggy things. Mostly magnets, but also some ridiculously expensive coffee mugs. And a T-shirt. I don't know if I like the T-shirt. I might take that one down. The magnets are all Kira in the Car quotes. Check it out here.
One more thing: I am so FAT right now. I might have to go on a diet because I had to put clean pants on this morning because I spilled strawberry shortcake on yesterday's pants, which I was planning on wearing again today (and tomorrow and the next day). Anyway, the deep squats and lunges I had to do, along with the accompanying grunts to make the clean pants stretch to accomodate all my new flesh were anything but appealing (right, Mitch?) So I will probably start detailing my dieting sob story again at The Chunkersons. Who's with me?