I'm getting bigger by the hour it seems; my butt is enourmous! What happened to the 110 pound girl? I feel like a blimp. I hate being at home alone, so he takes me to my mom's house too. My siblings are excited to be aunts and uncles-- they can hardly wait! Being pregnant has it's moments of pleasure;like being waited on, favorite foods, and shopping for maternity clothes. ( Okay, that's not all that much fun!) One time we were heading to Las Vegas for the weekend, I didn't really like to go because I was not yet 21! I usually got stuck sitting in the cafe, eating--like I needed more weight gain right? One day, his ex-girlfriend and her husband joined us for the Vegas trip; my clothes were getting tight and I needed a new outfit. He decided to take me to Zody's, a cheaper version of Walmat, the selection of maternity clothes was well...lacking, to say the least. After about the third outfit, that stupid woman, Alice, came in with her rediculas laghter, and when I say rediculas, I mean it! She actually laughed like this: "Tee-Hee"! So here she comes my way. "Tee-Hee Tee-Hee, Paul said...Tee-Hee Tee-Hee, if we can't find something that fits, Tee-Hee Tee-Hee, we will need to by a Tee-Hee Tee-Hee, TENT!" Really? That's funny? I can't help it if I'm not 5'3" and 75 lbs? I wanted to just go home-- forget the friggin' outfit, Vegas, and that stupid...well, you know..and just go home! We did find something, but I just wanted to leave! The idiot husband, spilled an entire bottle of Brut in the car, it was summer, in Vegas, 120 degrees, and that stuff made me so sick. I threw up the entire ride up and back! We went, it was ultra boring, and then we went home. I hated those trips!Home, finally home-- all I want to do is take a long hot bath and crash! Monday morning, I was instructed to do laundry. I didn't have a car and didn't drive, so that meant, I had to walk to the laundrymat ( about six miles from my house) with a huge hamper of dirty clothes! As I was walking, someone honked the horn at me, and pulled up right next to me. It was my first love! John Lloyd Fox III! He couldn't help notice my bulging belly and offered me a ride. Instead of taking me to the laundrymat, he took me to his mom's home, where I could do them and relax too. I missed his laughter, his crystal blue eyes, and his smile. We stayed in touch for quite some time, and I was glad to have him as a friend. His parents were wonderful, they would invite me over and feed me. ( yes, the food theme!). John used to call his dad Honey, he had done that from the time he was a little guy until I last saw him, over 38 years ago. His mom, Jackie was so sweet to me too! I miss them! Honey used to bring me cantalopes-- during a summer pregnancy they are the best!