Arrrg, I am hideous

Yesterday after a relaxing lunch with Lorree and Ian I got up and went into the kitchen to clean up. Lorree commented on how sexy I looked washing dishes. I assume she was kidding but playing along I decided to pull off my shirt and flex what little muscles I had while scrubbing. I heard Ian start to cry but paid it no attention since he was with his mother. I knew she would take care of whatever the problem was. However he continued crying and suddenly he is standing next to me. So I look down and he was gazing up at me with tears streaming down his red sad face; his mouth open in full cry mode. He was also holding my shirt in one hand stretched up as far as he can go. I think he was even standing on his tip toes. So what was I to do? Well I took the shirt and put it on. Immediately he stopped crying and went off to play. Hmmm……

I guess it is time to work out or something. (sigh)