I officially became “that” pregnant chick today. What is “that” pregnant chick you ask? The one in the movies an on television that cries for no apparent reason and freaks out everyone in the room. Yeah, “that” pregnant chick! Luckily the only one in the room was Ralph. Yes, he was thoroughly freaked out! We were getting dressed for church this evening. * FYI, getting dressed is quickly becoming my LEAST favorite thing to do. * Anywho, the conversation went something like this:
Me: “Well I guess I won’t be wearing this shirt again, after today.”
Ralph: “Why, what’s wrong with it?”
Me: “Well I have no more room in the front and it’s pulling in the back.”
Ralph: “Oh well it’s ok. Why do you look so sad?”
Me: “I don’t knoooooow! *sob,sob, sniffle, sniffle*”
Ralph: “…..” *Totally wishing he was somewhere else!*
Yep! That about sums it up!