My Trip to the Ob/Gyn
So, you know, Mrs. ETJB is way pregnant. Like 37 weeks. That means any ole day now. Last week we went to her Dr. to discuss our birthing plan: what to look for, when to show up, who will get the drugs, that sort of stuff.
Anyway, in the waiting room, I looked for some reading to satisfy my feminine side. I did a double take at the magazine table:
Virgin Living??? Thoughts shot thru my head: I mean, has our specialized, one-to-one society come to this? Do we really need to make virginity a coffee-table topic? Can't you just get laid and forget about it?
I picked it up.
Oh.
Virginia Living.
Nevermind.
(apologies to Gilda Radner, RIP)
Anyway, in the waiting room, I looked for some reading to satisfy my feminine side. I did a double take at the magazine table:
Virgin Living??? Thoughts shot thru my head: I mean, has our specialized, one-to-one society come to this? Do we really need to make virginity a coffee-table topic? Can't you just get laid and forget about it?
I picked it up.
Oh.
Virginia Living.
Nevermind.
(apologies to Gilda Radner, RIP)