Bachelor's Night
Our first stop was Hannafords, and again to my disappointment, Kate was not working. After Hannafords we stopped at the local Wash and Wi-Fi to dry two loads of laundry; Erik's clothing and bedding, and our bedding. Things started out just fine, Erik was even content sitting in his car seat inside the laundromat!!! Then he appeared to be too happy for words; he had pooped, A SHIT LOAD! It was an absolute mess, but seriously no biggie! Skot and I cleaned him up but thought it would be best to bring him home so he could get a much needed bath. This too was seriously no biggie. I shortly there after returned to the laundromat to finish up our laundry while Skot was at home bathing Erik. I was surrounded by oh so obviously-forever single, working bachelors. These were older men who were perfectly content with their seemingly B-O-I-N-G lifestyle.
Most of them looked like the construction/carpenter/plumber/electrician type, though one had on a Hubbarton Forge shirt. They're single status became so apparently obvious to me when I realized that each and every single one of them had loads and loads of all male laundry. Today being a Thursday and all I made the safe assumption that they're laundry adventure took place on a once a week basis.
After awhile of being completely surrounded by content male bachelors I realized that most of them didn't even care that I was there... in they're presence. Me, a female. Not a hair or brow was raised, that is until I started folding my laundry. Thought quite awkward, I did however feel enlightening, almost as if I was practicing an ancient Chinese art form of sorts. I had captured the attention of several of the bachelors by folding my laundry. I seriously think they were observing the skill require to perform such a task so efficiently.
What an experience that was... it even topped my attack of the June Bug experience though that itself was almost as highly ranking as I am absolutely terrified of June Bugs. I absolutely hate those suckers. HATE THEM, HATE THEM.
*The above picture was taken on 05/26/07, making Erik just 20 days old. WOW! Time flies!!!*
Tomorrow we have our WIC appointment and then on Saturday Erik will be attending his first wedding. I am rather excited to see how that goes over, for Erik's sake, though I think he will do fine as long as its not too hot out.
I must wrap this up and I have an absolute dilemma. I lost my nipple cups. Yes, nipples cups. Long story, I will go into more detail about them tomorrow. Well, technically it is tomorrow. Its about 4:30am. Wah. Its late. I have a lap full of sleeping baby. Perhaps I should join, it looks relaxing. I guess my searching for nipple cups can wait until tomorrow, its not like I really need them to sleep anyways.
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