I was loitering indecisively in the aisle of the arts and crafts store. Several feet away were a very pregnant girl and her fella, debating embellishments for their, uh, wedding invitations. Sweet.
Belated, but sweet.
Moments later, Pregnant Girl bent down to look at something. Fella didn’t offer to reach it for her. Instead, he stood there, sighing irritably. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the huffing and puffing of his flabby somach. From her squatting position, Pregnant Girl said to him:
“Will you hold these for me, please?”
Tough question, I guess, because Fella was silent. Then he replied, with sudden energy:
“What for?! You got two hands.”
Awww.
Don’tcha just love love?
aw. those kinds of stories make me sad. wonder where they will be down the road? wonder why the divorce rate is so high these days? wonder why kids don’t know how to treat each other kindly? 🙁
Yeah. Makes a great point for promiscuity and doing whatever “feels good”, dun’it? This whole “waiting until you’re married thing”… so outdated. We should just jump in the sack with whomever is available at last call, think?
I found a new blog http://herdesires.blogspot.com/ which is written by a mother who is cheating on her family. It really makes me sick.
Don’t think she deserved another “hit” from me linking to her site… but it’s like a car crash, you can’t look away. Good for you for calling her out. I didn’t bother. She’s not going to listen. She’s foul. You summed it up when you said her site reeked… For sure.
P.S. Nice site. I’ll see if I can persuade my tech wonk co-blogger to add you to our roll.
Thanks! That would be great.
stories like that just make me so grateful for my husband. i am pretty sure he has never, in his whole life, spoken to anyone in that manner. it’s not as though he doesn’t speak his mind or get irritated, but he is polite. –and sometimes that’s all you need – a bit of politeness.