Saturday, March 19, 2011
BYU won!!!!! By 22!!!!!!! They have to keep winning, cause I'm only about half way done with my bucket of cheeseballs. Britany and I ate at a fancy restaurant for our anniversary, and man were we out of our league. Whenever I eat at a place like that, I always feel like everyone around us knows that we don't belong and at any moment our waiter will make us stand up and escort us to the peasant table. Britany is about ready to pop. She says that women have a hormone that makes them forget all the pains they go through during pregnancy, so they don't hesitate to have more kids later on. I'm assuming the men are just supposed to keep their mouths shut, right? I sure as heck won't forget. I wonder if I'll feel guilty when she gets pregnant again? Probably not. Little Evelyn already has more clothes, furniture, and toys than I do. It just dawned on me that I'm about to be outnumbered by the women in my own home! I need to go buy a violent video game or something to restore the balance. Or a pot-bellied pig named Grumkins.