Today at the gym, I am in the middle of talking to a girl I sometimes chat with. She's a blonde, with a young daughter a little younger than TJ. She's behind me, on the stairmaster, and I am on the stationary bicycle. I have to turn my head to chat with her, so when another one of the moms walks by, (blonde too), and starts chatting with her, she doesn't realize that we were chatting.
I am not the least bit offended, as I know she didn't mean to interrupt us.
What goes through my head? "They are talking blonde to each other."
Seriously. This is the way I think.
Another case in point. Today I observed the body language of Winnie the Pooh's Mama Roo in the Heffelump movie when the Mama Heffelump put her trunk around Mama Roo, Mama Roo had her arms crossed and I thought to myself "note the body language of Mama Roo. She wants nothing to do with that Heffelump."