Wake-up calls at 4:00am stinks - even if it is a wake-up call to leave for Mexico. I've learned another thing about my new family - they're morning people! All the kids and Bruce we're up and at em' at 4:10 while I searched for the nearest coffee pot. Rather then fighting to wake Alex up, I just picked him up, propped him on the luggage cart and rolled him to the shuttle. We're not morning people
I was shocked. I am not pregnant, but apparently appeared to be to this woman at the Dallas airport. I didn't want to sit with the awkwardness that would have followed if I had said no, I'm just fluffy, so I just said "yes". It just sort of fell out of my mouth. She began patting and rubbing my tummy and asked when my due date was set. Okay, now I just want to get out of this bathroom. Unable to think and glancing at my red face in the mirror, I said the first month that game to my mind - October.
We exchanged smiles and finally a stall opened up. I smiled and quickly waddled into the available stall and sat there stunned for a few minutes.
Seven-months pregnant? Seriously?? Bruce and I actually had a good laugh about it (well we laughed about it after he reassured me that I do not look pregnant and he thought I was beautiful about a million times) but just to leave the inquisitive Dallas woman speechless, I ordered a beer and pounded it quickly with her watching in complete horror - mwahahaha
2 comments:
Lol...good stuff!
That a girl!
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