I was discussing with Margie last night that I would be taking Katherine down for her swimming lesson this morning, since she was off to the office to work today.
“Her instructor’s name is Jessica,” Margie said. “You should be able to remember that.”
I furrowed my brow. “Huh?”
“Like in Rabbit.”
“Ah. You mean as in a Jessica in a form-fitting-yet-revealing red outfit?” The life guards all wear red, as did Roger Rabbit’s wife.
“Right.”
Well, what else could I say? I do try not to lech at the life guards/instructors down at the pool, but, well …
Of course, this is also the instructor that Katherine was so amused about, since she had “something in her giggle button.” By which she meant a navel ring. Which, to be honest, makes it easier not to lech at her.
Somewhat.