Curious

My evil co-worker is usually quite elegant, except when she's pregnant. Each of her two pregnancies has involved at one major fashion disaster right before she announced the obvious. The first time around, it was a black skirt (ordinary) with lilac silk blouse (also ordinary, except for the way the shirt tails were knotted over her belly where the skirt wouldn't quite fasten). The second time it was a pair of black and white checked capri pants with a hugely oversized olive green sweater.

Today, my evil co-worker is wearing a black and white striped blouse, untucked. And her pants are inside out.

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danceboy and I hosted a teenager for the weekend. She was fun. We taught her to swing dance, and found people to help her learn to waltz. We shoved good fiction at her. She loved up our cats to the point that they look seriously miffed that she's gone.

I just have to keep reminding myself that one's own personal teenagers don't always use their company manners.