I put some effort in attempting to get some reading done for class today (I did get in a good ten pages on the current American economic crisis, Reganism, and the deregulation of the market), however I found myself distracted by nice weather and random run-ins with old friends.
As I was headed to get a cup of decaf and hunker down over my book, I get a call from Megan, whom I hadn't seen since my birthday party in July. We were amid chat fest when suddenly I heard her scream my name, which happened to coincide with an additional screaming of my name from a nearby vehicle. I turned to find her screaming from a car that was driving down the street I was walking down. I screamed and jumped in return (mental picture of 7 month pregnant lady screaming and jumping at cars).
This inevitably resulted in a giggle-fest, reminiscing over our crazy youth days of making forts and trying to sell pine tree perfume. She, her younger sister and I then spent the afternoon enjoying gelato, and strolling through Laurelhurst park.
The three of us enjoying the sunny winter weather:
My personal defense system:
Showing how "useful" being pregnant can be:
We haven't changed much (circa 1990):
2 comments:
Procrastination is the name of the game--and it works (most of the time)!
It's Megan! I haven't seen her in AGES!
You are BEAUTIFUL miss momoly. I can't wait until the next time I get to shake the belly. Maybe I can get the little guy to toss me a prenatal high five. Auntie Becky will be sure to supply some Manowar for the nursery tunes. ;)
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