Today was Brad's 10-year high school reunion. (He just missed attending mine, which was held about three years after his actual high school graduation.) Anyhoo, I didn't drink. And no one batted an eye. Probably because it was a hassle to acquire a drink, involving a complicated ticket system and long lines. But the bartender comped my club soda when I told him the ticket system for non-alcoholic beverages was entirely unclear. Drink fiasco aside, it was fun to see his old friends that I already count among mine, and good to meet some new folks.
When we arrived in Birmingham yesterday, MomRo had gifts waiting for us. Brad is the proud owner of two new children's books and I received my first maternity dress! I put it on, and cannot believe that it will fit me in the near future. But it is an cute black jersey dress, and I think I'll be wearing it all the time.
The Robertsons also filled the kitchen with foods that I can't get enough of. Grapefruit juice, of course. Plus spaghetti-os, which I haven't eaten since I lived in the first-year dorm at UVA. Pregnancy can be so odd.
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