A few weekends ago Casey and I had visitors!
The Garcias, or as I like to call them Harjung and Gar.
At lunch I told a story about my boss and her house cleaner. At the end of the story I tried to wrap it all up by saying
"pound sign, rich people problems!"
Lauren quickly interjected
"Pound sign? Do you mean hash tag?"
#OHMYGOSHYESIDID
It was in that moment I realized I might be losing my coolness!
I saw a glimpse of my future.
I heard my future child..."Um mom, do you mean hash tag?"
Over the past few weeks I've noticed other things I do that completely shameless and embarrassing...
1. While on walks I always pick up Kia and do curls with her.
I've never thought this was weird until a very rude lady in a passing car gave me a dirty look. Really Lady? She gets tired.
She is bitty and after a few miles she wears out.
I've always viewed this as a fabulous solution - A win win.
I give her a ride AND tone my arms at the same time.
2. I obsess over people.
For example, there's a lady in Junior League and she's always perfectly put together,
fun personality,
2 kids,
stay at home mom,
and I want to be JUST LIKE HER.
For most people there is no harm in admiring somebody else's life, privately.
Not me - I made it known to all of my friends that i was obsessed and that I found out she lived in the neighborhood next to mine (because I looked up her address in the Junior League Yearbook) and while out on a walk with Casey I made us detour so we would walk by her house.
Ah... I've since moved on, to another lady in JL but she lives across town so there will be no walk-bys and a drive-by crosses the line.
I have limits.
Additionally, i'm never on that side of town.
3. Last summer I bought a black Maxi dress from the target maternity section.
Don't judge. There was nothing maternity about it. I was actually a little annoyed that it was even in the maternity section. I think it should have been in the regular section. Pregnant ladies are smart enough to know that maxi dress = maternity friendly. It may even make them feel good to know they bought a regular dress and "made it work" Instead, us not pregnant people have to feel guilty for going into the maternity section and taking back what is rightfully ours. Anyway, I told everyone who complimented me on that dress "target, maternity!"
Do you see my point? I'm bound to be an embarrassing mom.
Even worse, when we were at the movies Friday night a dad and kids walked in and the dad tripped up the steps, unintentionally, and everyone gasped. Casey laughed out loud and then said to me "I'm going to do that to our kids all the time it will be so embarassing"
#embarassingparentstobe
disclaimer: I am NOT pregnant, nor are we trying.
