Scenario #1: A couple of years ago Angie and I went to a Spurs game with our husbands. Doug had to break away early because he was called into the hospital which left me a third wheel with Greg and Angie. As we were leaving the game Greg left to used the restroom. Angie and I were just standing there chit chatting when I guy came up to us (I swear he was drunk) and said, "hey to you girls want to go hit such and such club tonight?" Angie was on the phone with her babysitter (and pretended to be on longer when she saw that guy) I immediately said I am married and have 4 children! I am sure I said it pretty fast because I was taken back by his comment. He jokingly argued that there is no way I had that many kids, blah, blah. He finally left after Greg walked up. I will blame it on him being drunk, but I had a ring on people! (oh, and we NEVER get these comments with our kids only the sisters and twins comments).
Scenario #2: As I was sitting at football practice chatting with all the mom's a few weeks ago. We got onto the topic of physicians and how so many have had affairs. One of my friends' husband is a doctor as well and said I guess I better be getting to the gym sooner than later, because it's just a matter of time before mine may find something better or his "trophy wife." I jumped in and said of course he wouldn't do that you have kids, have been married a long time, etc. She then turned to me (jokingly of course) and said you have nothing to worry about you already are the trophy wife. Ha! What? I am not sure what the definition of a trophy wife is other than I immediately think plastic. Like Barbie, playmate plastic. Blech! I really hope I don't portray that look, I did think it was pretty funny.
Scenario #3: Yesterday on my way to watch Jared's practice I stopped over at the Quick Stop to pick up me and my friend a Diet Coke. I walked up to the register, set my stuff down and the cashier looked at me and said, "you are probably married........Oh, no I knew where this was going! He said, I am going to be a nice guy and not charge you for one of those drinks. (I won't say what I was thinking inside) I said that was super nice of you and I am married and have 4 kids. "What?" (picture this with a sorta wanna be Spanish accent--don't ask it's a San Antonio thing) You are much too hot to have that many. He then went into how he is going through a divorce, how lame his wife was that he has to pay all the bills and take care of his children. Oh, my let's just say that 2 minutes was the longest EVER. I bolted right after I punched in my debit numbers. I forgot to add that these compliments were made by not so nice looking men--you know the salesmany look. (so no reason to be jealous there). I guess being in my 30's with 4 kids it's flattering, but no thanks! (on a side note Doug asked if I was going to go back and take a photo of this guy for the post----NOT!
good deed: took Jared to practice
