so classy.
excerpt of a conversation from the drive to my mother's brithday dinner at the local country club (i so don't feel comfortable there):
my sister: "please don't be one of those creepy husbands who wants to watch 'the miracle of birth' and all that."
me: "no way! girls doody when they give birth!"
*entire family erupts into raucous laughter*
my sister: "please don't be one of those creepy husbands who wants to watch 'the miracle of birth' and all that."
me: "no way! girls doody when they give birth!"
*entire family erupts into raucous laughter*