First, I wonder how much thought goes into a complete stranger's greeting of, "You look like you're about to pop." Well, funny that you bring that up, I feel like I could pop any minute. Thanks for noticing. I've only heard this countless times lately.
Secondly, as I walked up to the register at McDonalds last week, the cashier stared at me wide-eyed and simply blurted out, "Whoa!" Are you for real? You couldn't muster up a friendly, "Hi, welcome to McDonalds, can I take your order?" I must admit, it couldn't have helped my case that I proceeded to order ice cream cones for everyone in the car. Oh well.
Lastly, yesterday, as I was out shopping with my mom, a little old lady came along in my aisle and asked me if I could move out of her way. She was polite about it and all, but the problem was, I had knelt down to look at something. I wanted to say, "do I really look like I am in any position to just crab walk out of your way? I have to find my balance and slowly attempt to get this massive body out of my semi-comfortable squat, which will likely include a few grunts." She then awkwardly went on to state, "You got down there and I wasn't sure you were gonna be able to get back up." Um, you could've thought about that BEFORE you made me move.
If I wore glasses, this would be me.
On a less grouchy note, my sweet mama came over earlier this week to do a little cleaning which is nearly impossible in this state. She vacuumed and cleaned the bathroom floors and mirrors I can't really reach. Thanks, Mom, you rock!
I tried to find a super cute cleaning lady to represent you. This is the best I could do!
Hopefully the next time I am on here, I'll have adorable pictures of my sweet newborn. Alright, Kyle, you've got 2 days to figure the way out. I'll give you a hint. Try heading down.