And now, after that saga, here's a ridiculous picture for you. Since my uterus is so bitchy, er, irritable, it makes walking for more than 50 feet rather uncomfortable. So with Karen by my side, I mustered up the courage to use an electric cart to go grocery shopping for our dinner night. It was embarrassing for five minutes because I was certain everyone was judging me, but then it was fun and I didn't care anymore. And then we took pictures in produce, because... well, wouldn't you?
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Hush, little melon, don't say a word... |
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