OK OK. For everyone left feeling a bit confused because I told my Grandpa we’ve been planning a baby but didn’t follow that up with “but I seem to kill them accidentally”, no. I am not pregnant.
I wanted my Grandpa to know that we are actually working on it. There is more to that story, but I’m keeping that to myself for now. I may let the world in on all the intimate workings of my vagina, but some things just need to be private ya know?
Don’t worry world, I will make it very clear when I am in fact preggers. In fact, you’ll all probably sense something is up without even reading my blog just based on the amount of excitement I’ll be spewing. Maybe a little extra warmth? Or a bit of ground movement? You’ll know. Believe me. You’ll know.
Update on Grandpa is there is no update. He’s still kickin. And by kickin, I mean actually kicking. He likes to kick his leg up in the air for no reason. He does it all day. I like to think he’s kicken the grim reeper in the balls and telling him to come back later. Maybe he’s just checkin out his awesome skinny legs?
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I’m glad your grandpa is using his sexAY legs to kick the GR in the nads. Maybe he’ll get him eventually..but G money isn’t going down without giving GR a beat down! I think I like y our gpa.