So...time for a few random pregnancy stories about how crazy I can get:
1) Yesterday, Jeff and I got these really good tickets to the A's vs. Yankees game (front row, right behind first base). It was really fun. Anyway, so the person doing the opening pitch was an 8 year old boy who won a raffle. Nothing special about him, he wasn't dying of leukemia or anything, just a normal, cute little 8 year old wearing a baseball hat too big for him. But as soon as I saw him, I couldn't keep from crying. For WHATEVER REASON, tears started streaming down my face. I guess I just thought he was SO cute. Good thing we were in the front row and no one could see my face. Except Derek Jeter, of course. :) But wait, it doesn't end there. So today, Jeff and I were laughing about me and my emotional attachment to the 8 year old boy, I started crying AGAIN!
2) I'm having bad dreams like Jeff having secret credit cards with which he buys porn (?!) and then puts us into bankruptcy because he never pays them off.... So I have to wake him up out of a dead sleep, and make him talk sense into me.
3) Jeff heard somewhere that the song "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt is about a guy whose wife died and he just can't get over it. I don't think it's true, but apparently, that wasn't enough to keep me from crying when I heard the song the other day in the grocery store as I was buying cat food. I think the cashier lady felt really bad for me.
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I saw James Blunt on Oprah and he said the song is about seeing an ex-girlfriend on the subway. She was with her new guy and they shared a glance, but she went her way and he went his. See? Not so sad. But still kinda sad.
Yep I heard the same thing that mooppoint did!! I cried the other night watching deal or no deal!!!! They brought this girls grandma on to help her.... I lost it!
So just when ya'll are making me think I should have a baby... you tell me about this and I go, "aren't I already crazy enuff as it is?" :)
Bless your heart. The preggo hormones, aren't they great!?
Okay....not that this has anything to do with your post...but...
We live next to a theater. And James Blunt was there the other night. Since The King and I are OLD and so out of it, we had no idea who he was. It didn't help that someone had changed the letters around on the marquee so that it read "James Cunt".
And The King was like, "who is that dude? And why doesn't he change his name, for heavens sake!?"
And my response? "I think he's on NPR."
We are dorks.
at least you have an excuse for being crazy. some of us (ahem, not me, of course) are crazy without the excuse of growing an whole other creature inside of us!
p.s. anna... we're jonesing for a new belly picture! hint, hint! :)
p.s. anna... we're jonesing for a new belly picture! hint, hint! :)
p.s. anna... we're jonesing for a new belly picture! hint, hint! :)
My pregnancy crying has been nothing in comparison to my post pregnancy crying...good grief, I cry about everything now.
I started crying when I was pregnant and still haven't stopped (my baby is 8 months).
it is nice to know that I'm not the only crazy pregnant lady out there! Don't worry too much...we all go through these dang hormones.
You okay? Hopefully you are just busy again and everything is fine.
That song....THANKS JEFF!!! :o(
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