A co-worker just asked me if I'm pregnant. I said "Why do you ask that?", and she replied "Because you look a little bloated there..."
Wow. A little over 9 weeks and I'm already being called out on it.
(I kind of totally loved it though!)
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A Wild Boar and a Very Silly Monkey fell in love and created a wonderful life together in the big crazy city. And then one day, all of a sudden and out of the blue and all those other cliches, the best surprise imaginable came into their lives......
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About Me: Le Synge Bleu
I have this recurring nightmare that I'm asked to define myself in some way in precisely 1200 characters or less. The words parade around me in a grotesque circle dance to Disney's "It's a small world after all", gradually inprisoning me in the box they've formed around me. I can't seem to escape this box-o-words, despite numerous desperate editing attempts, and the words are mocking me and shouting slanderous epithets galore about my semantic failures. I wake up, sobbing, and thankful to be in my bed and not at a computer frantically typing and deleting like a madwoman. Clearly, I'm a giant neurotic contradiction in and of myself (who gets way too little sleep to boot). Despite my massive insecurity, I can be pretty fun though...I mean, who doesn't love self depricating humor...it's funny right? Right? Ha ha? I try mightily to live life as one huge adventure, but the majority of the time it ends up being a bit of a farce. My new evaluative criteria when it comes to life experiences tends to be, "Will it make a good story one day? Then it was worth it." I also have an evil man hating attack cat that I adore and everyone else flees from.
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In a few months you will have people guessing the sex based on your body. The fish woman at the Kroger by our old house guessed that James was a boy based on Shellie's butt. It was a little creepy, I think she just has a thing for pregnant butt...
We are hoping to travel to RVA in December, then maybe we can get together, you can speak french at my kids (they already get plenty of Spanish of course) and I can speak English to you (not as threatening is it?).
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