Ok, before you all get to jealous, I have discovered that there are some downfalls to living next door to hot men.

I'm getting pretty darn pregnant and I am tall, so my maternity stuff doesn't always quit quite right. I had on a pj set where the top is a little short, so my belly hangs out the bottom. My pants are highwater, so I sag them below my belly. Since they are maternity pants, this gives the MC Hammer pant look. The crotch hangs about where my knees are. I had on big bright orange fuzzy slippers. My hair was a mess and I had mascara smeared all over.

So, I managed to sneak out to take my son to school. No one saw me. But just my luck, when I got back home, one of them pulled up at the exact same time. He opened his garage, so I thought "Good, he's gonna pull inside." But NOOO! He stopped his jeep in the driveway, which is right next to me. I paused for a minute, waiting for him to get out and go inside. He paused to, so I thought I'd make a run for it. I got out and stared down at the ground as I started shuffling to the front door. And sure enough "Good morning! How are you?!" I had to look up and say hi. It sucked!