Hey, do you remember that weird lady at the pharmacy that Other Half and I met a couple weeks ago? She wanted to touch my baby and I was totally creeped out? Because who in their right mind tries to touch babies when they’re in line at the pharmacy, sick, and in need of medication?
She was one of those people who start talking to you about every intimate detail of their life even though they just met you. The kind of person where you do a lot of closed mouth mmmm-ing, while moving your eyebrows up and down trying to convey both sympathy and all the social cues to leave you the H alone?
Well, we went to a family reunion on Saturday and SHE WAS THERE.