Baby is a four letter word. So is evil.
I went to a baby shower because it would prolong the extensive and paranoia that went along with cleaning our house.
I hate feminine settings.
So I went to this baby shower and all these women are sitting around in a living room blabbing and gooing out all over this new baby girl. The word cute was used too often and I felt like I was going to be sick.
There were pregnant women there all talking about how they felt and what they were going through. I was ready to start bashing my already aching head into a wall.
I was just so close to snapping it was unbelievable.
On happier news:
Smores, my delightful kitty, is having her kittens. Yes, right now as I type this she is in the process of pooping them out.
And it's on Beanie's birthday. wink
Some days aren't complete failures. biggrin
 Rebel Stand · Sun Mar 25, 2007 @ 02:56am · 0 Comments |
