I hope everyone out there had a nice father’s day weekend. not like poor Tom Cruise, who got himself splashed in the face. check out the video here. you won’t be sorry.
We actually had a very nice weekend, which included a family BBQ at our house, that i thoroughly enjoyed until my mother in law had to dig into me and say,

“Wow. You are actually looking pregnant this time around!”
how to answer. how to answer. how to answer?
“Yes, i realize i’m fat. you don’t need to rub it in.” think that would do??
so, i said,
“Yes, this is a very different pregnancy. but i’m still carrying quite small for only having 6 weeks left.”
to which she gave the following retort:
“Yes, but you have to remember that it’s the last 6 weeks well you put on the most weight. you’ve still got a long way to go.”

gee. thanks. she certainly always knows how to bring a girl’s ego down to the pavement. at least it wasn’t as bad as when she said to me, 6 weeks after the boy was born, “Well, it’s time to start losing that baby weight!”

Have you ever wondered who invented the weekend? Well, wonder no more!