In Preparation for the Doughnut Pillow I’ll be Sporting in a Few Months

Yesterday was my first ever prenatal yoga class. The hilarity of all of this is that I have never, ever taken a yoga class in my whole life, but now that I’m pregnant I figured it would be a great way to meet other pregnant people that I can talk to about being pregnant so I no longer have to share it with you, Internet. Seems to be working, huh?

I’d just like to let everyone know that even though the yoga session was quite relaxing and wonderful and even though the teacher picked on me because I can’t touch my toes or sit up strait, I had a great time. Mostly because I was SCREAMING AND LAUGHING inside at the several farts that slipped out of these poor women and at the nice lady who is to give birth in about 2 weeks that fell asleep during our last stretch. Snoring. Loudly. I know it’s mean, but it was SO FUCKING FUNNY!

I know. I’ll get mine. Just wait.

For Mara

I don’t usually post the celebrity gossip, as I’m just not witty or in tune enough since I lack the resources of E! Entertainment Television or VH1, but today I can’t help myself. All of these damn stars are getting fucking pregnant! It’s like they heard, “Hey, that incredibly, talented Megan from Kansas got pregnant, I should too! Oh, and did you hear she was almost chosen for cycle 4 of America’s Next Top Model, but Tyra thought she was too much of a threat?”

I mean first her, then her, now HER! Seriously, are condoms going extinct! Thank goodness for Pink, or I would never know what’s going on.

Mental Health Specialists Have Confirmed My Fears

Today is officially the day from hell. In ways I cannot and will not describe because I really do not want to get fired from my job. So, instead of putting all the juicy details about all of the horrible-ness, I am, instead, posting THIS. This is what makes me smile when I feel the need to pound my head rapidly on my desk. Sigh.

P.S. I know it’s old. I don’t care.

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