me: (hobbling down the hallway with an incredible amount of lower pain and discomfort, trying to figure out how I will make it to the other end of the parking lot to my car)
woman at work: (in a baby voice) now THAT's a pregnant lady walk if I've ever seen one!
me:(evil stare)
woman at work: WHAAAT? It's cuuute!
me: no, its not
w.a.w: yes it is! you're CUUUTE
By the way, Orli cried for 8 hours at the J today. For the record, I refuse to document any more successes on this blog as they will inevitably fall apart as a result.
Darin had his fantasy football draft tonight. After a full day of work, then taking her friend's elderly, disabled husband to the doctor, my mom came over to help me put bathe the girls and put them to bed. Then she folded laundry and did all our dishes. Then she said something that bugged me and I snapped at her. I meanly snapped at the only person that is always there for me no matter what when I need help. Then she left and I cried.
Thank god the day is almost over.
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