So I fugured it might be fun now to blog about all the great things of pregnancy. I have a good story. Of course the hormones are going crazy these days and I find I may have a huge mood swing over nothing in particular.
Well this, so far, is the winner for the silliest reason I have cried.
We were in Denver not too long ago for my first prenatal appointment. That was lots of fun I got asked all sorts of crazy questions examined and then they took all my blood (five vials!) As we were driving home we were both hungry and needed to stop and eat before we left Denver. Drew asked me where I wanted to eat, as usual, and I said I wanted Arby's with curly fries. If you know me at all you know that I am normally not opinionated at all about where we eat and I will go anywhere because I am not a picky eater and am very easy to please. Drew seemed slightly surprised, that didn't sound like the most healthly choice and we discussed for a moment if that was really what I wanted. YES. So, we are driving west through denver with no Idea where an Arby's is on our route. We drove up and back on some roads that looked promising to no avail. At this point Drew said that he knew where a Goodtimes was and that he really enjoyed that and I would too because they have good seasoned fries as well. If we did not find an Arby's by the time we got there we were going to Goodtimes. As we neared the exit I searched frantically for an Arby's but didn't see the beautiful sign. As we pulled into the parking lot I felt devastated and the tears welled up. Drew looked at me astonished not really knowing what to do. I think at first he thought I was kind of kidding but then he saw the tears. "Are you seriously going to cry?" Well, I did but also laughed a little at how absurd the whole thing was. I cried over Arby's.