You know how sometimes you’re standing in line at the grocery store and you see what the people ahead of you are buying and you think superior thoughts about them because you’re buying granola bars and low-fat yogurt and they’re buying Froot Loops and multi-packs of Doritos?
Yeah, well, I just got that look.
I’m usually on the giving end, but there I was with my marshmallows (it’s cold and I need cocoa), Cheez-Its (I didn’t have breakfast before I went shopping), frozen California Pizza Kitchen pizzas (er…), and ice cream (R doesn’t like desserts except ice cream, so let the man live a little). The self-righteous guy in a hat behind me glanced over my selections with disdain as he divested his basket of things like the aforementioned yogurt and a live, free-range chicken.
OK, there was no chicken, but all that stuff he had looked pretty healthy and rangy.
Maybe I need to work harder to look more pregnant. Do you think that would work? Eating for two and what not.
I don’t think that means two adults though, which is a shame.
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