I guess there are a few perks. In addition to prime parking, I get sweet smiles from old folks and fellow mothers-to-be and men falling over themselves to hold the door open for me. Who says chivalry is dead?
A while ago, my laptop died. There was no warning, no clue that something was wrong. As suddenly as it had come into my life, it drifted away and with it, my blog, my therapy...and a little bit of my sanity. There it sat in a drawer mocking me. With every intention to get it fixed a funny thing happened - life. You know, that thing that occurs while you're busy making plans? And just like that it was forgotten ... until a few weeks ago. A friend said, "Let me take a look." And here we are. The best Christmas presents are those that are already paid for, aren't they?! So now I find myself a few years later, a little older, hopefully a little wiser, most definitely a little more tired thinking of trying this blogging thing again. It seems so appropriate that it should start at the beginning of the year. I know, I know... all aboard the bandwagon . I'm not into resolutions, really. But if I'm looking at this as a new beginning, I guess I can set some goals, rig...
Why do these signs use such vague terminology, or is pregnant not a politically correct term anymore? I think many women one day expect to be pregnant, and that makes them all "expectant mothers."
ReplyDeleteHmm...maybe we should have them change it to "Reserved for big, fat preggo's who don't want to carry their groceries across the parking lot."
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hahahahaha!! i have thought the same things bc i have almost parked in those spaces bc Matt is right and who would ever question it? it doesn't say you have to be showing - anyone can be expecting :>
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