Girl Fight.

So I was watching television this morning -- hurrah for summer break! -- when I saw a commercial for some new reality television show. While the subject matter would normally not catch my attention, I will be tuning in to Fight Girls tonight. Why? Because my husband used to date one of the contestants.

I say "date" very loosely. One of the consequences of marrying a high school sweetheart is that all "exes" can barely be considered exes. Jamie dated Jeanine for, like, two days in ninth grade. Still, that's pretty awesome and I'm happy for her -- she's a really great person. A great person that can kick my ass with two hands tied behind her back. And standing on one foot.