It seems like everybody is pregnant, right? People at whose blogs I lurk are pregnant. Friends who have amazing sewing blogs are pregnant. My two best friends are pregnant. And then today Cassie announced that she was, in fact, pregnant.
I have to admit that when I read Cassie’s pregnancy announcement on top of all of the others, I just felt sad. I said aloud, “I am sad. I want a baby. Quick, Silas, do something bad.”
Silas then proceeded to come over to my computer while I was attempting to engage Cassie in a celebratory G-chat. He pressed some random button, making the screen go black and rendering all buttons useless. While I proceeded to be confused and finally succumb to an entire system restart, he went into the kitchen, opened a cabinet, found a container of oatmeal, and spilled it all over the floor.
And then I said, “Ah, birth control at its finest.”
I have also put him to bed and made myself brownies. I feel a lot better about life.