More Random Adventures of the Office Wench

I have come the the realisation the other day that my favorite blogger read(s) my posts. Now I won't tell you who it is. Although I'd love to name drop, I don't want you all to be jealous because we all know having ME, personally read your blog makes you the happiest of happy, the mayor of fuck I'm happy town if you will. But anyway this realisation does two things for me
1. makes me want to pee myself with joy.
And
2. Makes me extremely aware that there are actually real people out there in the bloggy universe that read my shit. Whats more nerve racking, their real people whom I love to read, who I totally cyber stalk.
So I have decided that I will continue to pretend you are all my imaginary friends and you won't notice my rambling, weird posts, and general spelling errors (even though there is spell check up in this joint, I'm still super special sometimes and forget to hit that button.)

My bump seems to be rapidly inflating these days, In fact I think today after work I should probably go buy some jeans that fit (with the elasticy crap for your expanding bump) that way I can stop with the hair ties through the button holes and the constant rolling down/pulling up maneuver I do so well.
But its not just my bump that is expanding these days.
This morning, as I was walking down the hall at work I felt a sudden (how to put this) *finger tapping chin* looseness. I looked down and sure enough one of my melons had escaped. so I shuffled to the bathroom and checked out that crime scene. Apparently my bra is no longer able to contain the awesomeness that has sprung forth from my chest. I had to finnagle the hair tie from my pants to my bra to keep things in check.
Now my pants keep falling off!

On another note, my husband acts like a prude. which deep down he's really not.
but anyway, I totally walked in on his 'alone time' the other day. Embarrassed the shiz out of him. still trying to figure out why, I mean its not like it bothers me, although I may have giggled a little, I mean he was doing this weird hunched over maneuver. But still, Its not like I don't do it. and I'm not even discrete about it so why is he embarrassed (unless of course it was the giggling after all). I tried to talk to him to make him feel better about it but he kinda ran the other way.
Anyway the mental image still makes me giggle.

Till next time friendlies

~*~Toodles~*~