Is it just me or do other people forget to remove the size tags from their shirts the first time they wear them? It’s the story of my life. I just got a t-shirt from American Eagle–one of my new favorite stores. And I forgot to take the little XL tag off. It wasn’t till the end of Summer’s year-end class party that my fashion-conscious daughter had to politely ask me why I still had the tag on the shirt.

I’m not sure what is more embarrassing–parsley on your teeth or tag on your shirt.

Of course, then I ran into Brian McLaren right after eating a blue raspberry jolly rancher and my blue tongue looked like a toddler’s tongue after a very succesful Halloween outing.