sad but happy Sharon

Today, after getting home from my lovely chemistry lab at Pima (which, midway through it I got a text from Sharon telling me that whoever lives across from us just got arrested. We should probably move when our lease expires), Sharon wanted to see whether or not she could still fit into the dress we bought in China for wedding #3.

She tried putting it on herself, and after a few minutes of frustration she came over to me:

"Honey, help me zip it up."

"Sharon, it's going to break, I don't want to force it."

"You can't say that, you haven't even tried!"

"OK, there, I tried, it doesn't fit."

"Ohhh!"

"You knew that was going to happen."

"Yeah, I know..."

Secretly, though, I know she's happy about that.