Sunday, May 23, 2010
popped too long
a friend and i were talking about the amount of women from church that are pregnant at any given time. before and during the time that i had kyra for a few years, there were usually about 8-10 women pregnant at one time, overlapping each other. it reminds me of popcorn when all the kernels are popping out of control. now, i feel like we’re at the point in the popping process when there’s just a few pops here and there. makes me realize that i’m getting old and getting to that point where if i don’t watch out, i’m gonna be a stinky, burnt kernel. i guess i’m past that inviting, delicious part of my life. i just have to face facts and hope i don’t get thrown out with the bag.
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I was the only person pregnant in our ward until 2 months ago when a new sister moved it that's expecting just 2 weeks after me. Crazy huh?
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ReplyDeleteCome on!! You think you're old!?!? You are still a white kernel of popped corn - the kind at a theater - not the kind you pop at home! Every time I look in the mirror, I realize the moisture has gone out of my kernel. I guess it is all relative. Time goes on. Best wishes, Allen
ReplyDeletepersonally i like to chew on the kernels...especially the ones that didn't quite "pop" and yet they aren't just kernels anymore either.
ReplyDeleteand if old looks like you, then i can't wait to be old!