The Pregnant Psychic
The day before I even thought of testing for pregnancy, we went to pick up my daughter from school.
In the parking lot, as I was holding onto her hand, she declared:
"I'm going to be a big sister!"
No kidding.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
The Helpful Wife
Scully tromped through the wilderness with his friends over the weekend, canoeing an hour-and-a-half to his campsite. He was completely out of reach of cellphones and email.
On the way home, he called me from a payphone:
"I should be home within a few hours."
"OK. Wait...I have an impression." A terrifying image followed a mental picture of my husband but I knew that he would be fine.
"There's going to be a very bad accident on the way back but it doesn't involve you or your friends."
"It already happened. A car was half-submerged in the lake."
"Oh. OK." It didn't feel like the accident I was talking about, but, hey, how could I be sure?
When he got home that evening, he told me: "Some guy decided to walk out into traffic... It was a huge accident! Cars piled up, etc." This happened after talking to me.
I honestly don't know why some people think that crossing a highway is, well, even possible. But, there you have it, someone did and the consequent mess delayed Scully's arrival by about two hours.
Scully tromped through the wilderness with his friends over the weekend, canoeing an hour-and-a-half to his campsite. He was completely out of reach of cellphones and email.
On the way home, he called me from a payphone:
"I should be home within a few hours."
"OK. Wait...I have an impression." A terrifying image followed a mental picture of my husband but I knew that he would be fine.
"There's going to be a very bad accident on the way back but it doesn't involve you or your friends."
"It already happened. A car was half-submerged in the lake."
"Oh. OK." It didn't feel like the accident I was talking about, but, hey, how could I be sure?
When he got home that evening, he told me: "Some guy decided to walk out into traffic... It was a huge accident! Cars piled up, etc." This happened after talking to me.
I honestly don't know why some people think that crossing a highway is, well, even possible. But, there you have it, someone did and the consequent mess delayed Scully's arrival by about two hours.
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