February 22, 2011
The other day my husband was chatting with an acquaintance. After a few minutes she laughed and shook her head.
“I’m sorry, this is embarrassing, but I forgot your name,” she confessed. “All I can think is TGIM!”
Well. When I heard about this I was all “woo-hoo!” and proceeded to pat myself on the back. But not literally, as that would be weird, even for me. But there was pride, people! Serious pride! Because, you know, TGIM is all my creation and stuff. And this means it’s, like, officially a thing now! Right?! TGIM! You see? Do you?!
So obviously I took it as a compliment.
TGIM? Not so much.