No, I’m Not Having Twins

Friday, Husband and I were on our way to our babymoon near Charleston, SC.  As usual, I was starved at 5pm when we got in the car, but I made it til six before we had to stop.  We decided to get fast food so it would be, ya know, fast.  We sat two tables down from a man who was eating alone, and he smiled at us.  We smiled back and got situated at our table.

Next thing I know, you must be having twins.  Are you kidding me? 

There he was, smiling and chuckling at us.  No…nope, I said.  He laughed again.

Okay, so what was funny?  That’s what I want to know.  Geez man, do you think you’re original?  Obviously not.  Also, the fact that you had the nerve to say such a thing does not make you funny.  It makes you a dick.  Sorry, but it’s just a fact.  He is lucky I didn’t take his tray and beat him over the head with it then make him lick it.  Sick.  But deserved.

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2 Responses to No, I’m Not Having Twins

  1. Nikki says:

    I suspect a little bit of crankiness in you. Are we having some major hormone issues???? LOL!!!! Jk. I remember what it was like not to long ago. Remember, I did not enjoy being pregnant. People are so rude. Just wait till he gets here and people start telling you how to raise him. ARRRRGGGGG.

  2. Gail says:

    I think this just confirms over and over (since people keep asking over and over…) that you look GREAT and it’s all beautiful baby belly!!