Let's talk about my run today.
So, first, i got hit with a sprinkler right in the crotch, meaning it looked like i wet my pants.
Then, i was waiting at a light and a group of teenage boys screamed "slut" out the window at me.
I'm not joking. I was shocked. Not only was I in baggy shorts and a t- shirt, but i also had my little baby in the stroller.
I realize they were dumb boys with way too much free time, but I'm pretty sure no girl likes to get called that. Especially loudly in public.
Then, my phone died so i had no music, which means that i spent the next 40 minutes stewing about those stupid boys and swearing that i would raise my son to be respectful.
Needless to say, I didn't have the same endorphin - induced happy feeling afterwards.
So, first, i got hit with a sprinkler right in the crotch, meaning it looked like i wet my pants.
Then, i was waiting at a light and a group of teenage boys screamed "slut" out the window at me.
I'm not joking. I was shocked. Not only was I in baggy shorts and a t- shirt, but i also had my little baby in the stroller.
I realize they were dumb boys with way too much free time, but I'm pretty sure no girl likes to get called that. Especially loudly in public.
Then, my phone died so i had no music, which means that i spent the next 40 minutes stewing about those stupid boys and swearing that i would raise my son to be respectful.
Needless to say, I didn't have the same endorphin - induced happy feeling afterwards.
1 comment:
I love the way you express motherhood! And I usually feel the same way, I just don't say it quite as well as you do. :)
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