Nope, no news. No pregnancy news at all.

Christina has been looking at my funny for a while, since we arrived for our annual Fresh Air Fund visit to the Fairly Oddmother Massachusetts Compound, summer home for wayward, yard-deprived New York City families. I pour myself a beer at lunch and she is visibly relieved.

“Oh PHEW!” She laughs, “you’re drinking!”

I guess now I know – if I go to sleep early, take a nap midday and then turn down a drink, I’m pregnant. Probably because at this very time, four years ago when we stayed here, all those things were true

Also maybe because I have Dunkin’ Donuts gut this weekend. (A sure way to know you’re in New England.)

Now we’re off to Maine. I hear lobstahs are $4 a pound.

I can even eat them raw if I want. Because, you know – I’m not pregnant.


12 thoughts on “Nope, no news. No pregnancy news at all.”

  1. Oh, those photos from your first “fresh air” visit are killer! Look how little they were! And, I see Jilly has the same exact fashion sense to this day.

    I love that our kids are growing up together, and still love to see each other every summer.

    We miss you already even though you are still probably driving around our town, trying to find the damn highway. ; )

    Safe travels!

  2. One of the reasons I am glad I am not a celebrity in People Magazine. One day your a little bloated and the whole world is saying your knocked up. No, um just FAT. Thanks. Thanks a lot.

  3. Like naps??? I LOVE NAPS. And I've perfected the art of napping-while-sitting-up cuz if the kids see me laying down (lying down?), they up their volume by 50 decibels.

  4. OMG, so in addition to not being pregnant and are also not Jewish? Because the chosen don't do lobster. Or so I heard. Shalom.

  5. Amazing that people with kids are still 'doing it' … and end up wondering if or not pregnancy has occurred …

    Whichever it is … I envy you for that lobster(s)

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