I just need someone to back me up.
They weren't lying ... at least about the jam-packed part.
While the copyright claims to be 1985, I'm thinking the pictures were from the early 70s. Most of them involving really naked, really happy pregnant people. I joked* after I flipped through the 240 pages that I'd gathered only 2 things. (1) That I was probably going to become naked at about 7 months pregnant and not get dressed again for several years. & (2) I forget what the other thing was.
*Well, I thought I was joking.
So someone please back me up on (what I'm assuming is) the fact that pregnant women are overcome with an urgent desire to strip.
Otherwise, I have no explanation for this weekend and why I rode half-way home from Lowe's in the backseat with my shirt off.
Then came home and cut my nails shorter than they've ever been.
And am now fighting the urge to shave my head. And the dog. ... And cats.
I just want everything off.
Or is the subconscious way of saying OUT?
66 days.
3 comments:
Ryan knew it was highly likely that he would come home to find my pants draped over the back of the chair by the front door and me sitting on the couch in just my undergarments and shirt (sometimes this was just the tank top I had worn under another top that day). Nothing was comfortable nor light wieght enough to stay on my body longer than from 7:45-11:45 then from 12:15-5:15 (yes I went home for lunch to have a break from clothing)!
You are so funny.
I only wanted to be naked because it was so fricking hot!!
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