I'm not a crier. I'm really not. I didn't even well up at the wedding and I was 8 weeks pregnant. It's not that I don't enjoy a good eye swelling cry every once in a while, but the opportunity never really presents itself. Except for now. I'm now 12 weeks pregnant, and my eyes well up at the dumbest things. The Applebee's commercial where the local high school football team loses and the restaurant stays open just for them. I well up. Country songs where people have cancer. Tears. Random acts of kindness. Puffy eyes.
What do I NOT cry at? The 2 hour heart wrenching season finale of Greys Anatomy. Dogs are being put to sleep, people are dying, crying, it's terrible. Watched all 2 hours with a straight face, eating a popsicle. (Which I eat about 5 of per night.. totally another story)
What DO I cry at? Wheel of Fortune where the college girl wins $100,000 at the end by solving a tough puzzle. (Cue record scratching.... ) WHAT? Yes.
I think that it's all downhill from here. Can't wait, what's next?
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ugh.... you had better stay away from Extreme House Makeover then ;)
Don't even get me started on that. I won't let myself watch it.
What's next? Gas, I hear...
Er... that was just a figure of speech. I wasn't implying that your gas will be so explosive, it will be heard, or anything.
Okay, ask Ashley. She knows all about pregnancy. Meanwhile, I'm going to spend my day searching more registries for signs of Chris' impending engagement to other women. I'll let you know what I find!
Next? Man, that was first on the insane-disgusting pregnant woman list. Poor Chris... he had no idea how bad this could be.
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