1.

I was walking into the store as they were walking out (couldn't wait to feel the rush of cold air after walking from my car to the front of the grocery store; 9 p.m. and still 100 degrees outside. Autumn, please?).

I noticed him first: shorter than I am (a lot of people are... I'm 5'10"), muscular, tan skin, seemed confident in himself, attractive, but mostly I noticed the muscular.

She seemed just as confident. I noticed how thin she was and attractive and how short her shorts were.

As we passed I looked forward, but somehow noticed something that made me turn back. Something white. And round. And ... was that... tubing? Yes! An infusion set on the outside of her thigh! I saw it! It was like finding Waldo. Such exhilaration!

I kept walking and got the biggest grin knowing we had this secret connection. I reached for my pump to see if it was visible.

2.

The Mr. and I have drastically differing views on a host of things, namely politics and the media. So when he settled on a morning news program and seemed fairly happy to watch it, I didn't argue.

And really, they're quite amusing, which is good for those of us who are morning impaired. In the natural order of morning news media, there's always one guy who goes out to do the feature stories, and these are usually goofy yet entertaining "news" items. Think Bruce Almighty.

So yesterday the designated goofball on our morning show (he's also the meteorologist, who is also the one weather guy I prefer to watch; like if he's not on I turn on the weather channel) is talking about where he's headed to do his remote shot.

The anchors were joking with him about the graphics (his head on a cartoon body) and he said he had been hounding the graphics people to make him look a little more muscular. Apparently there was a bulge in his cartoon shirt that caught the anchors' eyes.

"Oh yeah, it's my artificial pancreas," he said without missing a beat.

Naturally I stopped in my tracks. That's a rather obscure organ -- and to bring up an artificial one at that! -- to mention in casual conversation and about a cartoon. I stood in front of the TV and took a really good look at him, almost as if I was examining him for something that would set him off as a person with diabetes. And then quickly came to my senses.

I have yet to find his e-mail address to ask him about this.