Crying At My Desk

I'm just minding my own business, working away, and on the XM Radio comes Kenny Roger's Lady. Now I'm all misty-eyed. Granted, I have the radio set to "The Heart" so romantic songs are to be expected - but nothing like this. I'm crying. It must be my hormones (yes, my first mention of "women's hormones"). I think I'll go have some chocolate covered potato chips now.