Peer Pressure or Sheer Boredom... You Decide.

Alright, so I finally gave in and decided to start a blog of my own. I've been noticing that everyone and their dog has a blog nowadays so I'm just gonna jump on the band wagon. It might have been smarter for me to start it back when I first found out I was pregnant as a means to document my pregnancy but I honestly just never thought of it. I've always been the old fashioned type when it comes to those things. I still keep a handwritten journal. I know you more technologically advanced people out there are gasping right now but I don't care. There is something very personal about putting pen to paper that I find appealing. On the other hand, I can't go around sharing my hand written journal with the world. It would be too hard for anyone to decipher my handwriting and also there are just some things that are too personal to be shared with the general public. So I made a compromise, stuff I want to share can go here in the blog and the rest I will keep for myself to read only in my handwritten journal until I pass away and then someone can have a good laugh. By then I will be dead and I wont care anyway.

Let me see... oh right, I am now 25 weeks pregnant. For those of you that didn't know, there are 40 weeks of pregnancy. So I am over half way there, which is both exciting and terrifying all at the same time. I really can't wait to meet the little guy that has been reaping all this havoc inside my tummy but honestly I am scared to death of what I will have to do to get him out. I'll just try not to think about it until the very last second. I'm usually good at that anyway. I am a master at procrastination.

So last night I was watching the local news and apparently there is this drive through coffee stand (I don't know where so don't ask me) that is called something along the lines of bikini baristas. I think you can guess from the name what their own little claim to fame is. I'll tell you anyway, it is an espresso stand in which the baristas wear bikinis while fixing you your chai late. Anyway, the reason this little place happened to be on the news was not because of their scantily clad employees, but because these above mentioned employees have been getting drive by flashings from their own customers. Apparently there is a man who is so pleased with their work that he wants to show them just how pleased he is. Literally. So of course these bikini wearing ladies decided to take matters into their own hands. What did they do you ask? Call the police? Well even though that would have been the obvious thing to do, instead they decided to just throw some scalding hot water on the culprit in hopes that it would teach him a lesson. But to their dismay he only laughed and taunted them by saying "oh yeah baby, gimme more" or something along those lines. Don't get me wrong, this must have been a very disturbed man to think that that kind of behavior is alright to do to anyone. Even if the person you are directing that behavior at is wearing almost as little as you are. But you have to wonder, would that kind of thing had happened if the girls had been wearing a sweater and maybe even some pants? I mean, what did they honestly think? That perverts don't drink coffee so they would be safe? Sorry, perverts come in all shapes and sizes, and drink all types of hot and cold beverages just like the rest of us. I think the best way to avoid an unwanted sexual advance of that nature would be to not wear next to nothing unless you are in the privacy of your own home or somewhere where bikinis are the norm... like the beach. So sorry bikini clad barista ladies. Maybe you should try finding a job that allows you to wear clothes. It really makes me sad how sexually explicit this world is becoming. And I have to raise a child in it. Great.