There's Becky and our little breadwinner, just waiting to tell us both to quit our full-time jobs so she can support us! As you may have noticed, it's finally time for Becky to purchase more than one pair of maternity pants, as not even rubber bands or hair ties are doing the job anymore! I'm toying with hot glue, but that may cause birth defects.In other news, Grandpa Frank and Grandma Deb are coming out to visit us this weekend, and we're looking forward to instilling a sense of horror in them at the thought of me serving as a role model. That, and as you may remember from an earlier post, the beer fridge is right around the corner from the guest room/office/den 'o computer crap.
That is all for now, another week of Grey's Anatomy reruns...I guess this means I should clean or something.
2 comments:
What?!? Becky's preggers??
Hand me another beer. I was so incensed at Grey's being a damn rerun that I got wasted, instead.
Next week: I'm coming to raid the beer fridge.
Wow! There's a baby in there! Becky, you look mahvelous, dahling. And James, when you stop drinking, you'll look decent, too.
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