Monday, July 25, 2005

Note to My Future Husband

Note to My Future Husband: When I am eight months pregnant, and I want to go on my nightly walk, the right thing to do would be to walk with me.
I just saw a woman obviously very close to full term walking on the wooded trail in my neighborhood. She was sooo tired looking, just from walking at her slow pace, and she was all alone.

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