Friday, February 27, 2009

It must be in the water

When I found out I was pregnant with Joey I was working at the Child Development Center in Turkey. What was funny was 3 other women found out they were pregnant, all within 2 weeks of each other. We couldn't blame the water because no one drank the tap water there (think Mexico) and not all of us drank the same brand of bottled. But when the one male working at the center found out his wife was pregnant, we all turned out heads to our cook.
What's the point? Just one of those weird things about working with a bunch of women. In my building, we have 3 ladies pregnant right now. One of them on my shift. Its making the rest of us a little paranoid though, most of us consider our baby making days over. Some are in the clear (by age or design or surgery) but some of us, not so much. We are about to resort to wearing garlic around our necks just in case.
In other news...
I experienced another local tradition yesterday. The meat market. We got about a months worth of meat in one day. It was totally cheap and fresh, but buying it in bulk that way meant breaking it up into servicable sizes once we got home. Elbow deep in raw meat is always fun. Now I just need to come up with recipes for all this stuff!
Joel takes a little too much after me sometimes. If he can't do things the way he has it in his head to do, he blows a gasket. Example: The other night we ate dinner a little late, so he was finishing up his dessert right before bedtime. He put his bowl in the sink then came out to me to get a kiss and hug goodnight (he always insists on both). He'd left the lights on in the kitchen, so I made him go back to turn them off. He did, whining the whole way. I assume its because I actually made him do something. No, on his way back he yelled at me, "I wanted to turn off the light AFTER my hug and kiss!" He does the same thing in the mornings sometimes. If I don't have to wake him up to take Joey to school, he gets dressed before he comes downstairs, but if we take Joey to school, he has to eat breakfast first. Sometimes I try to buy a few minutes and ask him to get dressed first. You'd think I was asking him to step on nails all the way up the stairs!

1 comment:

rachel said...

there were like six of us and one manager's girlfriend at the denny's i worked at when i was pregnant w/ shane. the managers would get so pissed because we would be full-staffed for a shift, but no one was willing to work the smoking section. we thought it was the water too.