Putting of Work Can be Productive

So, I am putting off doing research and for some reason decided to go through Carly and Daniel's old blog posts. And I came across this picture:

I laughed out loud. This was a real sign at the Dude Ranch Cafe in Malad, Idaho. No joke.

So I decided to put it on my blog because I think everyone needs to know or needs reminding about this picture.

It's time to make this official

I am engaged. I figure everyone who reads this blog knows, but I wanted to make a formal announcement.

How did people make things official before facebook and blogs? I just don't know.

Burlington Coat Factory is always good for a couple of laughs

A couple of days ago, Bryce and I went to Burlington Coat Factory to check on the status of buying a high chair for Sadie. Hillary and I tried to buy it for Carly for Thanks-mas, but there was only the display one left. So the manager of the store took our name and number and promised to call as soon as they got more of it in.

They never called me. I finally got my act together and went down to the Old Coat Factory this week and started asking some questions.

Again, we discovered there was only one left and it was the same one on display from last month. It felt like deja vu as, again, we called the manager and asked if they had more in stock, etc. We decided to not even bring up the past visit.

This time however, we got the woman who was in charge of the baby section. She was more knowledgeable about the situation than the previous store manager...and more annoyed.

She started lecturing me about how there was a sticker on it. The orange sticker meant that it was the last one of the current model and a model for the new year was coming out. Therefore, no more of that model would ever come in. That was why it was on sale.

Then, the kicker.

She touched my stomach and said:

"Obviously you are newly pregnant and are not familiar with the system."

I just stared at her while she continued to tell me about the system. Bryce chipped in with "The highchair isn't for us. It's for someone else." She got flustered and a lot nicer after that.

But that wasn't my main reaction.

Do I look pregnant? Do Bryce and I look married? Do I look old enough to be with child? All of these questions flashed in my mind.

There are several things that could have led to her misinterpretation. I was wearing a coat; Bryce and I are in love; I live in Utah and girls get pregnant younger. Mainly, I think she was irritated with me and did not think too hard before she spoke.

I'm really not offended- maybe a little bit shocked.

But mostly, I am really really amused.