| Impending Doom... |
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| 03:42pm 14/10/2007 |
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I woke to this dubious and slightly ominous message on our kitchen white board today: "Crystal--Call your mama! IMPORTANT!"
This ought to be interesting. Considering the last time my mom called (last weekend) she asked Dom if I was pregnant. In fact, the conversation between me and Dom went about like this:
Dom: She asked if you were pregnant. And I said no, not that we know of, yet, anyway. And then she said that--
Crystal: She'd seen signs?
Dom: *blinks at me* Yeah. And that all the omens pointed to someone in the family having twins.
Crystal: Uh huh.
Dom: You laugh. But that's how it starts. I told her not to wish that on us--
Crystal: You didn't actually believe her psychic visions, did you?
Dom: You just never know, man.
Ah, my ex-hippie-druggie-turned-gypsy-gone-Born-again-Christian-mom. Hee! |
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