This week Blair and I were watching The Biggest Loser and they were showing the contestants call home. What can I say? Grown men reduced to tears the minute they hear the sound of their children's voices gets to me. I'm sitting on the couch, wiping away the tears, when Blair glances over at me.
"Please tell me you're not crying over this," he said.
"You have no heart," I said, followed by several loud sniffs. "Anyone who can watch this and not shed a tear is a cold, cold person."
"Now, that's not true," said Blair. "You know I tear up every time I watch the Island of Misfit Toys."
It's true. He does. Kind of makes me laugh.