But on the other hand, I didn’t think you ever looked pregnant, from the pictures you have posted. So I have no clue why they would have thought you were.

Maybe Pristine told them? Emma is going around telling everyone new she meets that my nephew is her baby brother, so everyone is thinking I have two kids. Then they ask me where he is.

i can go you one better. i was in college. a bunch of us went to the state fair. i thought i looked cute as a button. my makeup was perfect. my hair had cooperated. i had on what i thought was the cutest red dress with little white pokadots. the scoop neck and the sleeves were trimmed with white lace. it was the 60s when they had like formless dresses (a full size dress). and i had/have been “well endowed” so it sort of flowed from there. well, everyone decided we should go on the roller coaster. at this point you should know that i am/was 4’8″. i think i was about 20 or 21. none of us are married to these guys. so we go to get on and i am stopped. the attendant says i am too short. ha, no i am not. i just hit the line. the guy sputters… “but lady, you can’t get on, your pregnant!” “no, i’m not…it’s just the dress…see?” i say as i put my arm under my breast so he sees that were it empire style it would hang straight down.

who wants to bet i had a second date with my escort.

if you guessed never, you would win the cuppie doll.

now, 40+ years later, i can laugh. but when i thought about it after the date, i was mortified! i knew what the result would be. and i was right!