Nine (for the gold)

I'm 9 weeks today.  I am still a nice pale shade of green most of the time.  My jeans no longer zip so I'm going business casual to work in khaki and olive drab pants.  It's a good look with my metatrsal boots and flame retardant jacket.  There is general churn and turmoil in my department, so I am waiting to see how the inevitable re-org works out before I mention anything. 

Here is a photo of Bobo at his new gym class today.  His form is bad.  He’ll never beat the Bulgarians for the gold medal this way.