Thursday, June 19, 2008

Lately, and I do not know why, but I seem to be going through some weirdo type of pregnancy wardrobe stage.


I'm not pregnant, I assure you. It's just that all last week every time I got dressed for work I would look in the mirror and think, "God, I look pregnant in this shirt."


Usually I'm running so late for work that I don't care. I just throw something on and hit the road.


After a few days it occured to me that strangers were being extra nice to me.


People were holding doors for me and elevators. I soon figured it out it was because they thought I was carrying inside my body, a little bundle of joy.


So then I got thinking, I could keep this pregnancy thing going for a while.


I mostly run into the same people every day so I could just start stuffing something under my clothing to make it appear as though my pregnancy is progressing.