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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Squash

A few days ago, I was driving in my van with Sam and her friend Madi in the back. They are talking, talking, talking, oblivious to the fact that I exist. And then I notice this conversation:

"Sam: Women have different shapes. Some are shaped like an hour glass, some are shaped like a pumpkin, and some are shaped like a squash. I'm a pencil.

Madi: Which one do you think your mom is?

Sam: (pause)...a squash.

Madi: well....not a very big squash, but yeh, she's a squash."

Ya know, I can remember back when I was pregnant with the child in this story. I was thrilled to have my first baby. I just knew being a mother was going to be so fulfilling.
How the crap did I get here!? Wiping the counter 438 times a day and being compared to a squash! I have a college degree and a bubbly personality--and I look like a squash.

At least it's not a very big one.



3 comments :

The Kikuchi's said...

I'd take being a small squash over being a cabbage patch anyday!

Tana said...

Hilarious. I don't think I could have kept silent. Someone would be rethinking the analogy! So funny.

Madi said...

Hey, you got it all WRONG!!!!! no, it was MY MOM we were comparing it to, NOT YOU!!!!