Congratulations on the Baby -NOT. How the extra skin s*cks...
Ok - I've lost a lot of weight. 100 lbs. 7 dress sizes. What have I learned?
That if I don't wear a fitted shirt that is tucked in and belted -but instead wear a tunic over the fashionable skinny jeans - people think I'm pregnant! Flippin extra skin.
How do I know this?
Because traveling a month ago - the bellman suggested a restaraunt he thought would be ok to send me to in my "state" - when I looked at him - he told me congratulations Mama.
No - I didn't kill him. He so clearly meant well that as much as I was of two minds to kill him outright - I just couldn't.
But then I got confused because a really, really attractive older man at the restaraunt tried to pick me up. And I was flattered until I thought - "EeeeGad. What if he has some weird pregant woman fetish?!"
Oh - and I'm married - which does make flirting with men in bars a big no-no. Regardless...
At which point, I fled - confused, angry, hurt and about ready to just punch someone in the nose.
Sadly for the hotel concierge - this is when a ****roach crawled across my nightstand- so the combination of events led to a veritable festival of ******ess on my part.
Did I learn this lesson? NO. No indeed. Today, I put on this cute tunic and a different pair of skinny jeans and off to work for Casual Friday.
I should note that at this point, I get the voicemail from the Dr. that it isn't gall stones but a polyp and I should be referred to the surgeon for further consult. Um - WHO leaves that kind of news in a voicemail? NICE, nice bedside manner. Now - don't return my multiple messages for 4 hours and wonder why I have developed a list of questions for you that is 10 items long...and something of an attitude.
So - after calming down and going to the full length mirror to admire how cute and skinny my legs look because I have to find something I'm happy with - I had to drop something off in another part of the building. Where the very nice person I went to see congratulated me on my impending baby.
WHAT is with these people? Did no one ever explain that this is VERY bad form?
To top of the "It's a Polyp", "Congratulations on the Baby" Friday - I got a ticket on my drive home.
It's enough to drive me to drink - which is why - in this mood - a lovely Spanish red seems like such a good idea. Cheers!
Anyone else have a "Special" Friday?
Best,
Michele P








Awe Michele............Something similar to that happened to me last Saturday....a gut I used to work with came into the credit union ( I was working that day) the top I had on which was a baby doll top made it look this way but totally uncalled for. I see Jackie you are expecting in front of the ENTIRE teller line. The lobby was full. I just smiled and said "Um Sorry Ron but no, I am just a big girl now but NOT FOR LONG! I continued to walk through the lobby right up to him to explain. (Ron is a VERY large guy and I am not talking 6 pack buff either) Well Ron in a couple of weeks I will be on my way to becoming a LOSER and by that I mean and I told him about Barix clinic and asked him to visit their site online it just may save his life and not from me but from this disease Obesity. So with that said, I want to remind you to take a good look at how far you have come on this journey, give yourself a pat on the back and a high five and hug from me. As for the police officer that gave you the ticket, hes just keeping his job or meeting a quota. Message me anytime, I am here for you! 11 days on my way.....Jackie SE MI

Michele - I "thought" I was having a bad day today, especially after I lost one of my favorite earrings while out and about today. BUT...... compared to your day mine was GLORIOUS!!!!!!!
So sorry that you had to deal with prego statements. That is always a hurtful thing. Very strange that the doc's office left a voice mail.... mine won't even tell my what my b12 is on a messge, I always have to call them back! It seems pretty incensitive of them to just leave a message.
Hope your weekend is better then today!!!!
Hugs,
Laurie
The pregancy statement is clearly one of the great indignities in life.
Actually - I was pregant both times when I was big. During my first pregnancy some knot head came up to me, grabbed my belly and starting rubbing it.
She says "I love pregant bellies - can you feel the baby yet?" Note - this is someone who had been less than nice to me since she had starting working with me - so with evil glee my response was:
"Actually, the baby is so small that I can't feel it yet. Right now you are just rubbing a jelly roll."
And then, after seeing the look on her face when she snatched her had back like off a hot stove, I shut the door to my office and laughed until I cried.
I know, I know, I'm twisted. I've been told.
Michele P

Michele,
I wore a pair of overall jeans the other day and realized I had to take them back off til the tt! I soooooo looked about 5 months pregnant! I guess in a way I am expecting a bouncing bundle of about 7-10 lbs so when people congratulate us, maybe we should say thanks and tell them in a few months they can come see what we produced HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!! Gross, but funny!
Wendy