I had to pick up Bubba from her martial arts class tonight. The traffic was heavy and I was standing by the car watching the traffic pass and waiting to open the door and get in. A convertible with two guys, younger than me, drove by, and they whistled at me. Long and low. Wow, do you know the last time I was whistled at? (by someone other than my husband?) Let's just say it was before I got obviously pregnant with my first daughter. That was 21 years ago. I'm just so amazed. Floating a little here.