Sweet lady: Okay, can I ask? Are you married?
Me: Yes, I am.
SL: And are you pregnant?
Me: Yep!
SL: Then congratulations!
. . . okay . . .
Am kind of wondering how this conversation would have gone if I'd answered "No" to the first question. Any thoughts?
Will be pondering this tonight at the Utah State Fair, until I'm too busy with my annual deep-fried peanut butter & jelly sandwich to ponder anything except why my left arm feels so dang tight and ouchy. The Precii are signing up to compete in the Mutton Bustin' competition, so please cross fingers that their names get called. And that they don't get their heads kicked in by a sheep. Thank you.
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