Now Charging Admission
Yesterday, I contributed greatly to society by being a “model” at a clinic for pregnant women in crisis. They were having a nurse training afternoon with a sonographer, and I volunteered my services as the perfect pregnant specimen a pregnant lady not in crisis. The nurses trained on using the sonogram machine, identifying strange baby parts, measuring fetal things, etc. And I just want to help in any way I can, you know? Just kidding. I mostly wanted to see my baby and find out the gender and if that helps others in the process, PERFECT. So while checking out the baby goods wasn’t at the forefront of their minds, it was definitely on mine.…
Sex Party!
Well, technically, it’s a {finding out the} Sex Party, also known as a “Gender Reveal Party”. We had a lot of fun with the name. My friend commented on how she and her husband were invited to a sex party where there were married couples, single adults, a minister, and a lab-mix. We invited all of our family and a few of our close friends to our gathering, via the invitation below. I wish we could have invited a lot more people, but our little house isn’t the best venue for large groups of people. By the way, don’t get your heart set on people showing up in blue or…
KC Visitors, Sonogram, & Unemployment
It’s been a while since I’ve posted – oops. Last time I wrote on here, little dude was a lemon; now he’s a full-fledged papaya! Now that I have some free time on my hands (see last section), maybe I’ll post every time something remotely noteworthy happens. A few weeks ago, my parents along with their comrades, Sandy & Sharon, came to visit. It was a really fun, really gluttonous weekend. We planned our days around where to eat lunch and dinner, so we all gained roughly 10 pounds. To recap, I am so glad we were able to experience the following: drunk girls walking in the stall with Sharon…
