A couple of weeks ago my boyfriend won the Covey 5K. I was waiting by the finishline along with some old men, dogs, small children, the announcer, and three Seahawks Cheerleaders. As my boyfriend crossed the finishline, he looked at me and blew me a kiss. The announcer said, "Here's our first 5K finisher . . . and he blows a kiss to the Seagals!" "What?!" I said, "No! Not the Seagals! Me! He blows a kiss at me!"