My Boss Called Me a Bumblebee

I think the reason I started thsi blog is this: I feel that as you become older, you have to go out of your way to make your life interesting--or at least seem that way. The more you become the drone, the more you begin to believe it. So, I'm here to document every day occurances and make them funny.

This morning as I clambered out of bed, I rubbed a hole in the foggy glass and peered outside. Sunshine! I wore my brightest yellow skirt, complete with black tights and an informal black Beatles tee. Perfect.

Then, as I'm washing windows at work, my boss comes up with:"April, you look like a giant bumblee today," then proceeded to apologize for the next half hour for insinuating that I was round even though I didn't take it that way.