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Arsenic Noodle Soup for the 28yr old Broken Heart

May 25th, 2005 · No Comments

I mistakenly thought I could love a certain man for the rest of my life. I was wrong. Very wrong. A Fed Ex package arrived on the day that I realized things were not going to work out .

My 80yr old arthritic grandmother hand quilted a baby blanket for me. I don’t believe she intended anything negative, but it’s basically a since I’m probably going to die before you get around to finding a man and having kids blanket.

I tried to laugh it off. A baby blanket? I was only 28, it’s not that weird to be single! A BABY BLANKET?! ABSURD! I started kidding around about an imaginary baby. I even gave her a name; Fetus. I called my mom and said thank God grandma made this! My invisible baby, Fetus, was fucking freezing!

I mean really. Why not just send me a lethal dose of prescription medication, bottle of Jack and the Steel Magnolias DVD?

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