Filed under: Friends
Had coffee with M yesterday.
On making babies.
M: I never thought trying to make a baby is so stressful.
Me: Stressing yourself reduces the probability. You should try to relax.
M: It’s hard. When you are busy with life in general and you have to count days and think about we should do it today or decide let’s not do it tonite but we have got to do it tmw. And then, there is the waiting and the wondering on the aftermath of it. Plus all the anticipation from the people around. I wish I get pregnant soon.
Me: Me too! Can’t wait to tramautise your kid.
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Me: Oh! I meet someone who reminds me of you. Only she is cornier and more psychotic.
M: Oh! So I am corny and psychotic?
Me: Yeah. And cranky too.
M: Darn. So now, I am being called corny, psychotic and cranky all in 1 lunch session.
Me: At least, the “Fat” word is not out yet.
M: I don’t need you to tell me that. I know I am fat. Now, you have reminded me to ask you your most dreaded question. “Have I gained weight?”
Me: Just go back and ask your husband.
M: He tells me I am fat.
Me: Ok, so you are.
