Hugs

My additional mom, Lisa, came up to me in my cubicle this morning while i was alternating between being hard at work and reading Yahoo! Answer Fail and said to me, "It doesn't matter what color you're wearing or how your hair looks or whether you're wearing a hat. When you're sitting there in your corner, you just look so...huggable."

Immediately sensing a trap, i replied, "Huggable?"

"Yes," she confirmed. "I don't know." And then she began to walk away.

"Was that a request?" i probed.

"Well, no..."

"Because if it was, there's a five page form you have to fill out in triplicate."

"A form?" she inquired.

"Yeah. And you'll probably have to pay a fee."

She stared at me for a moment while a grin began to form.

"I'm so proud of you right now." She began to wipe her eyes as she walked away. "I'm just...so...proud!!"