Go ahead and congratulate me.
It’s the only explanation I can come up with for why I have had this weird queasy thing going on yesterday and today. Then, out of the blue, I am craving Kentucky Fried Chicken.
A baby, cool! I was planning on adopting but this is much better. Now about that KFC… would it be wrong of me to end my boycott due to the Papal Fish Sandwich Blessing issue?
Don’t do it! Chicken is evvvvvviiilllll!
do I still get to be the male influence? 😉
Oh are you registering at Baby Depot or Babies R US?
Too late, Sassy. I didn’t break my KFC boycott, but I did have chicken. And I regret it.
Uncle Lee! Of course. Duh.
Em – registration is a tool of the patriarchy silly goose!
Congratulations!
By all means, yes, have someone bring you – and the baby – KFC. My first employer was KFC and every night I would bring home a bucket of leftover chicken. Go for the original recipe … I never fully enjoyed the extra crispy … and now it’s 30 years later and I still crave the ‘original’ recipe.
So I say ‘Congrats’ and go for it … say the ‘Colonel’ sent you —
With kindest regards,
Ann
Ann Elizabeth Schlegel
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