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Friday, February 27, 2009

Shrimp and Tears

So last night Ashley takes me to a romantic dinner at Long John Silver's (had I known he was this romantic I would have married him sooner) and we are the only ones in the restaurant except for an older gentlemen sitting alone across from us. While enjoying my meal of popcorn shrimp and fries (I am very health conscience during this pregnancy) I start thinking about this old man sitting alone eating his dinner on a Thursday evening; and how he probably doesn't have any family and has no one to cook for him and is chronically and eternally alone (I haven't always been this optimistic) and I start BAWLING. Ashley looks at me like I have just sprouted green antlers and states, "Oh my god, you are crying." We sit there for an uncomfortable moment while I try to recooperate and finally I say with a touch of annoyance and pride, "I wish for just one day you could experience these hormones!" And he looks at me and says, "Believe me, I have, everyday for the last 3 months."

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