I was feeling pretty good about myself. The class was a blast. I was washing my hands in the bathroom and a lady asked how far along I was. I'm not pregnant. I have a stubborn 5 pounds left to lose, but damn, I didn't think I looked that bad! I mumbled something about having an 18 month old and trying to get rid of this last bit of weight and walk away. What I really wanted to say was, not far enough along that I can't still kick your ass. Bitch.
But later, in the drive thru beer place (maybe this is why I can't lose the weight...I'm too lazy to walk in the store and get beer...lol)the kid asked if I was 21. I laughed and told him I'm 31. He wouldn't believe me. I had to show him ID. That kid doesn't know what he did for me today!
My secretary asked me if I was pregnant last week (I am not, and like you, thought I looked reasonably good), and it has been bothering me ever since. What the hell is wrong with people?