If I sit and really think about all the things that are happening over the next few months, I will surely lose my mind. My leisurely Atlanta life is being uprooted and I'm heading to the frosty north. As scary as that sounds, I'm not terribly nervous.... yet . Anxious is a better word. "Things" have been in the works for months now, and though we're still ironing out the details, one thing is certain - change....otherwise known as the story of my life. I'm no stranger to "starting over." This will be the 4th time that I will change cities without having been there. Of course, the first one was when I was 6, but still.... I went to Las Vegas at 18, Austin at 23 and am now in Atlanta about to celebrate the 2nd anniversary of my 30th birthday. The last move was the toughest. Austin was and will always be my home. So much so, that ultimately Matt and I agree that's where we want to end up....again. Yeah, it was hard to put that aside long enough to g...
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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