Did I wake up beastly? No, I don't think so. I think it's because Tony wouldn't bring me ice water. Yes, let's blame it on the husband. He's been working on the stairs so we've been trying to limit the number of trips up and down. BUT your wife is pregnant. Take one trip (two total) and bring her some cold water!
The heat and humidity decided to stick around the city today so I was nice and uncomfortably sticky by the time I got to work. It didn't matter that we took the ferry. I was a sweaty beast, indeed.
Fast forward to lunch: the first belly rub. Yes, I had made it to the 23rd week and was optimistically foolish that I would make it through 40 (+/-) weeks with no unwelcomed belly rubs. She's a new Mom so I let it slide. And she apologized right after she did it. She knew. It was more like a pat anyways. Not that big of a deal. But it was in the lunch line so maybe that added to the awkwardness. Strange nonetheless.
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Congrats on making it so long without any unwanted rubs! My most awkward one was at work; the mother of a former student came right on up. She not only went in for the rub, but she put her other hand on my back so I couldn't pull away!
ReplyDeleteYeah they are the WORST! Wait until someone tries to LIFT UP your shirt. I wasn't very nice that time.
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