all the single ladies.

last week, on a between show trip to my chiropractor, i engaged in a tête-à-tête with a darling man on the subway.
as it was quite chilly, we kept our hands in our pockets as we said our introductions.

he was digging me.
i was digging him.

then all of a sudden, he froze and abruptly turned away.

what had i said?
what had i done?

i reviewed what happened in my head.
conversation: pleasant.
body language: good-but i HAD scratched my nose with my left hand
(wool scarf was irritating me)
breath: excellent (as always)

what?

wait..... what is that on my left ring finger?

oooh no biggie...
just my 4 ct "bye bye birdie" wedding ring.

at that point, what do you do?
say, "did you suddenly go icy because i have a ring on and you think i'm a total adulterer? cause i swear i'm not! i'm just married on stage and i forgot to take off my ring after the show! see my fake lashes? i'm on BROADWAY! "

how crazy does that sound?!

nope.
i put my ring finger back in my pocket and watched the door.
the 72nd street station couldn't come soon enough.