My and my pregnant friends

I'm enjoying watching shows with pregnant woman. Funny how much is true (for me), and fun, too, how much is out in left field.

Today, I made a quick trip into Winco just before Logos morning pick-up. From a distance I saw a fellow mom I know--but avoided chit-chatting since I had to dash. Then I saw another mom who was dashing my way! Busy time, pick-up time.

Then, I darted to my car, a black Pilot, joyous that my parking spot was even closer than I remembered. I got in, set my little sack of groceries next to me in the passenger seat, as I wondered why in the world I'd had my seat so close on the drive to Winco. As I reached to adjust the seat, I happened to catch a peripheral glance at the back seat--where a PINK carseat caught my eye. Now, I only have sons, and I'm not so frugal that I'd clamor for a deal of a pink seat.

I was in Shawna's car. That nice fellow mom I'd been unable to chit-chat with inside. Quickly I got out, and found my own car; which was not as tidy as Shawna's . . . that should have tipped me off!