I know...I know...I'm not so great at this kind of commitment. I promise to get better. I constantly tell Blake all kinds of topics for my blog, and, well...you see where they go - nowhere. But, since I can't get any worse, the only way to go is up! So, friends, here is my new start! We will see how it goes!
The thing that drove me today to share with you was an experience in "Nail One." I went and enjoyed some time with the ladies in my family while having our nails done. However, I was not prepared for this. After a very relaxing stay in the "spa chair" I went to sit with my sister while she got her nails put on. I was actually saying goodbye (which is hard enough as it is - one struggle of my life = missing my family a LOT).
Real quick - a piece of information you need: I am VERY motherly. Especially to my sisters - even the 16 year old. Rubs on the back, "sweethearts," "call me if you need anythings"...that is me.
So...in my motherly way, I was telling Chelsea goodbye. Went sorta like this: "OK...I love you...thanks for hanging out with me today...I miss you...call me if you need anything...love you!" (i know...pathetic!)
That's when it happened. The lady on the other side, with her heavy "Via-na-meees" accent said this:
Haha...awkwardly we both laughed. Honestly I thought she was talking about how I was being so motherly. So, I played along and pretended to hold Chels's face like a mother would. You know, being funny...ohh dear!?
The sweet, innocent nail tech said "When you come here again, you will have a big belly!" but it sounded something like this: "Whe[n] yooo come heah ageh, yooo ha[ve] beeeg belly!"
SHE THOUGHT I WAS PREGNANT!
Well, as most of you know, if that news was actually true, this would be AMAZING! (I can't wait to be a mama!)
But it is SO not true. Which makes this bad. REALLY bad. Of course Blake and my mom were like "No one in their right mind would think you were pregnant!" BUT they don't understand.
My emotions were a jumble of the following: have I gained weight?!, if only that were true (me being pregnant)!?, I am NEVER eating dessert again!!, God - thank you for allowing that to be a joyous thing - one day.
So, there you go - my first experience with the awful presumption of being pregnant from another person.
Ironically enough, I actually told my fourth graders the other day to NEVER say anything about being pregnant to a lady unless you are 100% sure. Maybe little miss nail lady needs to come be a special guest in my class.
While I don't consider myself to be "oversized" in any manner, it does make me want to go visit my 30 Day SHRED video with Jillian! Every day. For the rest of my life.
Here's to the Sweet (sometimes funny) Illuminations!
P.S. In no way am I trying to make fun of the talented lady doing our nails! We have actually invited her to some to our church tomorrow, so pray that she comes!