I know I have mentioned this before, but my sister is about to have her second child, miss Lyla Townes. She is due next week and I can't wait. With her first pregnancy, the 9 months consisted of us reading blogs about funny kid stories, learning what size the baby is each week that goes by, what we think she will look like and what to expect. This oddly enough was just as fun for me as it was for her. I am the biggest lover of kids and it tends to weird people out. If you look at my facebook pictures or my 1,600 pictures on my phone... 90% are of kids. And since I am not anywhere near having kids, I take my job as "auntie," very seriously :)
My sister is probably the funniest person I've ever met. And by funny, I mean funny in the most untraditional way. She is very sarcastic, dry, obvious and oblivious. I don't think she has any idea how funny she is.
Ever since Gracie Bay came into the world, all of our lives have gotten a whole lot crazier. Gone are the days of Sheelah and I laying on the couch watching endless episodes of Grey's Anatomy, Project Runway, The Bachelor/Bachelorette, or anything else on E! or Bravo. And since Gracie has inherited my sleeping disorder, her one nap a day, if we're lucky, is an hour. So now we take our once was, lazy tv watching butts, on outings to Target and Costco.
I don't know about you, but when I think of Costco on a Sunday morning, I think of families and elderly people filling the parking lot and taking up every open space in the aisles. Right when we pulled in the parking lot, we were amazed at how empty (for Costco) the parking lot was. We drove around looking for a close parking spot, because, well.... my sister is 9 months pregnant. As I'm unloading Gracie out of the carseat, I hear Sheelah's sarcastic tone, but can't hear what she is actually saying. I rounded the corner of the van and she is pointing to the biggest/lifted ugly truck either of us has ever seen and said "I literally couldn't get in that truck even if I wanted to." We mosey on into Costco and are in and out in record time. We load up the car and I started looking for Gracie's MUST HAVE car toy, but can't seem to find it anywhere.
All of the sudden I hear a man's voice and see my sister's famous, deadly eye roll. She opened the door of the van and said "No, you're not being patient, you just said 'fu***** and Jesus in the same sentence as patient." Then I hear him say 'fu***** bit**."
She quickly responds saying "I'm 9 months pregnant, I have a baby in the car, and we're looking for something, just move around us."
He finally gives in and starts unloading his groceries after calling her a "fu***** bit**," just one more time. This jackass, who by the way, looked like he drove straight to Costco from Jersey Shore, had to of course BACK his truck up into the parking spot. A very impractical way to park your car, while unloading costco size groceries.
I nervously looked at Sheelah, shrugged my shoulders and said I couldn't find Gracie's toy. She sighed and said just get in the car. But I had to get one quick word in and yelled over the car some sort of shenanigans about him having small man syndrome with his big ugly truck.
We started driving away and burst into laughter at the image of a 9 month pregnant- minivan driving sassy mom with her little sister yelling at a Jersey Shore GTL ugly truck driving jerk! All the while miss Gracie is patiently sitting in her carseat watching it all unfold.
It may have been a low point for us, but we agreed that our Mom or Granny would have done much worse :)
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