My hormones may be *slightly* out of control.
I came to this realization when “Do You Hear What I Hear” made me cry on my drive to work on Friday (you bet your buns I listen to the Christmas station on my commute. I might even sing along). Anyways, the line about a child shivering in the cold threw me off the deep end. I have no idea why. Anyways, I realized how absurd this was and composed myself rather quickly, but it was sort of bizarre.
That evening my husband and I headed out to run some errands. One didn’t go quite as planned and there was an angry dude who was mean to me. It wasn’t overt meanness, he was just pissed at the world and had some barely simmering rage that seemed to be directed at me. I refused to stand up for myself, didn’t get what I wanted, and then apologized profusely for nothing. That is not me. At all. Anyways, we got out to the car and I started sobbing. Like honest to goodness tears while my husband just kind of looked at me like I’d lost my mind.
Anyways, I attribute the last one to two things. One, I am incredibly sensitive to people’s moods. People in a bad mood will inevitable put me in a bad mood. I can almost always tell when someone is upset or angry and it can make me upset or angry. In this case, his anger was very obvious to me (and to my husband, which is unusual), but instead of my normal righteous indignation I felt guilty and upset.
Is pregnancy somehow making me nicer? Or just insane?
Anyways, Delilah also decided to steal a milk box on Friday. She was running around the wall (there’s a doorway on both sides) with it hanging out of her mouth and only stopped to stare at me if I kept my distance. Dogs 800 billionty, Sarah 2. And I, of course, couldn’t stop laughing at how ridiculous she looked.
After all this, I decided to go visit Laurie to watch “Virgin Diaries” on her DVR. Did anyone else notice one of the “virgins” admitted to having slept with 7 guys? I couldn’t stop mocking her. Also, another virgin’s dad announced that he wanted to be a fly on the wall on her wedding night. Eww, just eww. Anyways, I drove over to Laurie’s (very nice) neighborhood and pulled in to her carport (I always wondered what a carport was) and some guy pulled up perpendicular to the driveway right behind me.
So this guy is just hanging out behind me staring at me and/or my car. I figure maybe it is Laurie’s husband (who I had not met) and he was confused. I call Laurie and ask her if this is the case. She assures me that no, he’s still at work. Meanwhile, creeperton has turned on his flashers and is just chilling while continuing to stare. I tell her I’m going to run for the door and she should come out if she doesn’t hear from me in about 30 seconds. I get out of my car and this scrubby looking dude (he had weird sleeve things on his legs) gets out of his car and starts walking towards me claiming he is lost and needs to get back to the highway. He says he was at the country club down the road, which I find hard to believe considering how he was dressed (not that they let my people in to country clubs). Anyways, Laurie picked just the right time to come outside and basically pointed in the direction of the road and told him to leave. Which, surprisingly, he did.
Anyways, I have no idea what the hell that was about. I half expected to come out to find my car windows smashed or my car stolen, but everything was fine. I may have carefully checked my backseat (did anyone else watch Veronica Mars? When Harry Hamlin popped out of her backseat looking like a crazed lunatic, I almost peed my pants and I still check my backseat most of the time) and then called husband and made him talk to me on the way home (thank goodness for Sync). Husband once told me my chances of being murdered go up exponentially in pregnancy, but I think he meant by him (not actually him, but more pregnant women are way more likely to be murdered, usually by the baby daddy).
Did I mention I’m a complete wuss?
So, who has a good creeper story? Anyone else constantly losing battles with the animals? You should see me get in a yelling fight with husband’s cat (it yells back). Anyone else cried over anything insane lately?
And for the love of all that is good and holy, please tell me I’m not the only Veronica Mars fan out there? I’m still mad at One Tree Hill for getting it cancelled.
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