a few posts for the price of one
1. Prodded
So, being pregnant is just asking to be prodded and poked at all times. I went to the doc before I left Spain and she's like " take of your bra I need to feel for lumps" whoa there. I should have told her to put on glasses beforehand because I might have poked her eyes out. (you know what I mean).........Oh well, she survived and so did I.
2. Godfather.
I think Antonio's uncle Manolo is the Godfather in Spain. He knows everyone and everything about everyone. He's a priest and it's unbelievable to watch him in action. We went to see him before we came to IN and he's like my pimp daddy. He's always travelling to Italy, Jerusalem, Turkey and he always buys me fabulous gifts. This time I got a nice leather wallet! THANKS! At least someone buys me gifts! ha. So, we went to have coffee with him and I swear every person that we walked by knew him. It's like they kiss his hand and worship the guy. Freaky! A is having some issues with his job so he's kind of looking for a new one and Manolo was like, " Here, let me call and you will have a new job in no time!" Amazing! When I got married and needed all my paperwork done usually you have to go to this building at like four am to wait in the line...not me! Manolo called " someone" and I had a man waiting there for me to escort me to the front of the line. YES!!!!!!!!! I swear he is the Godfather!
3. trip.
So, the flight was fine and Fetus Feese cooperated and I did not puke! Thank goodness. There was a point in the flight that the turbulence was so bad that Antonio, my cousin and I all immediately held hands. THATS how scary it was. Stomach...gone. Come back please! The landing was terrible too. UGH! Iberia stinks. So, the first night we stayed in Chicago w some friends and I ate some deep dish pizza. Gotta love that stuff.
4. bump
So, yesterday we're shopping and I walk in and the sales lady says, " If you're looking for kids merchandise it's in the basement. " hmmmmmmm. I guess that means I'm showing????????
So, being pregnant is just asking to be prodded and poked at all times. I went to the doc before I left Spain and she's like " take of your bra I need to feel for lumps" whoa there. I should have told her to put on glasses beforehand because I might have poked her eyes out. (you know what I mean).........Oh well, she survived and so did I.
2. Godfather.
I think Antonio's uncle Manolo is the Godfather in Spain. He knows everyone and everything about everyone. He's a priest and it's unbelievable to watch him in action. We went to see him before we came to IN and he's like my pimp daddy. He's always travelling to Italy, Jerusalem, Turkey and he always buys me fabulous gifts. This time I got a nice leather wallet! THANKS! At least someone buys me gifts! ha. So, we went to have coffee with him and I swear every person that we walked by knew him. It's like they kiss his hand and worship the guy. Freaky! A is having some issues with his job so he's kind of looking for a new one and Manolo was like, " Here, let me call and you will have a new job in no time!" Amazing! When I got married and needed all my paperwork done usually you have to go to this building at like four am to wait in the line...not me! Manolo called " someone" and I had a man waiting there for me to escort me to the front of the line. YES!!!!!!!!! I swear he is the Godfather!
3. trip.
So, the flight was fine and Fetus Feese cooperated and I did not puke! Thank goodness. There was a point in the flight that the turbulence was so bad that Antonio, my cousin and I all immediately held hands. THATS how scary it was. Stomach...gone. Come back please! The landing was terrible too. UGH! Iberia stinks. So, the first night we stayed in Chicago w some friends and I ate some deep dish pizza. Gotta love that stuff.
4. bump
So, yesterday we're shopping and I walk in and the sales lady says, " If you're looking for kids merchandise it's in the basement. " hmmmmmmm. I guess that means I'm showing????????
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