So what do you do when you run into a sibling of an old flame? Me, I cower, apparently. Because not only is it awkward to run into said sibling who you never really like in the first place, it is even more awkward to run into them when you are nursing a baby. In the middle of Chuck-E-Cheese. With the mother of the boy you did marry sitting right across from you. I'm just glad that said sibling and wife and baby were on the way to the toy counter to redeem their tickets before they left. Then I didn't have to keep worrying about running into him as I chased kiddos around the place. Am I anti-social or what?
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
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