And the saga continues ...

More friendly bits regarding how different my hubby Rob and I are ...

Today as we sat in our doctor's lounge, waiting to take yet another ultrasound, Rob and I find ourselves looking around the room. Since he's quiet, I know he is being just as snoopy as I am, so I ask "what are you looking at?"

Rob's reply ... "ohh nothing I guess. When I'm in a new room, I like to take a general look around ... check out scenery ... where the emergency exit is ... imagine what is behind door "X" ... sneak a peek to see what the forms on the table are for. Nothing special ... what are you looking at?"

Chrissi's dumbfounded reply ... "What am I looking at? Dude screw the emergency exit, didn't you just see the lady that walked past us? She was wearing a knee length black dress and ankle length black socks. The dress was something a Marketing chicky would wear to a board meeting and the BLACK SOCKS ... well geez ... why is she wearing socks? The socks were slouchy and faded. They didn't match her dress or her overall look. Why would anyone wear socks with a dress?? Where did the socks come from? Do they go under some kind of boots? Where are the boots? I wonder if the ultrasound lady gave her the socks to wear during the procedure? I have my own socks. I DO NOT want to wear used socks during any procedure. Ghod I hope she comes out wearing boots."

Back to Rob ... "ohhh did a lady just walk out of the room??"