Went to Lowe's today with little J-man while Selah was at preschool.
Asked an employee if they carried felt sticky circles. (I'll explain later.) Without looking up, he said, "Yes, we carry them." And then he stopped talking. Still didn't look up.
I waited a second, then asked, "Do you know where they are located?"
"Yes."
I tried again: "Um. Can you tell ME where they are located?" He started to look up, saw my giant belly and said, "Whoa! You mean sometime before your baby is born?! Is he coming any day now??"
I said, "No, not due til late January. Yes, please..."
He stood in awe of my giant-ness, staring at my massive bump, eyes wide. Said nothing.
I couldn't take the awkwardness, so I began to ramble, "Yeah...It's my third, so I'm a lot bigger. That's why I look like Shamu...And...also...do you mind telling me where those felt circles are?"
"Yeah...they're on aisle 17."
Good grief, man. Give a preggo a break.
And then I swallowed my self-pity. And maybe also a cookie or 3. (LAY OFF ME, I'M STARVING!)
Happy Tuesday, you skinny jerks.
