Written September 26, 2014. 5 weeks.
Do you know what is PURE torture for an over-sharer?
HAVING TO KEEP A SECRET FOR MONTHS. Literally. Months.
I’m going insane, and am fairly certain that I will also drive Peter insane.
Last night I went over to B’s to celebrate the return of one of our favorite shows – Scandal. It was fabulous. You know how you KNOW that someone is a true friend? You can show up at their apartment immediately after exercising/sweating profusely for an hour and they are still happy to see you and are not judgy at ALL.
Side note: sweating is one of the “side effects” of pregnancy. Joy. Just what I DIDN’T need… more sweat.
She made a fabulous dinner of steak, sweet potatoes, and glazed carrots, followed by pumpkin cupcakes for dessert. It was the perfect night!
My problem, however, was that being only 5 weeks along, according to the internet and then confirmed by the nurse I talked to on the phone today when I made my doctor’s appointment (ah!) I didn’t want to tell her about the human that was the size of an apple seed developing in my womb. Let’s get serious. I WAS DYING TO TELL HER but I knew that I shouldn’t.
Anyways, B and I had been talking about this enjoying a bottle of wine (Frozen Tundra White by Parallel 44) with our dinner for weeks. If I didn’t have a glass, she would know. After trolling the internet, I decided that one glass would be fine.
After a glass, B was like “Want another?” and I said yes. (B is going to die when she finds this out.) So, she poured me another glass. I took a little itty bitty sip of it. A little bit later, she went to the bathroom and I RAN (“ran”) TO THE SINK AND DUMPED OUT THE GLASS OF WINE.
And then there was only a teency bit left in the bottle, so B and I “finished it off”, which meant that I took another itty bitty sip, and then ended up dumping the rest out with the lame excuse of “not wanting to finish the last 2 sips because I was driving home.” I felt like a dope.
Another side note: I am a horrible liar, so hopefully people are actually believing this bologna.
Real World Romenesko 