So, the SM has been under some stress lately (please see: http://www.emkaysteele.wordpress.com) and often threatens to:
drive off bridges, gouge her eyeballs out, jump out of windows, slit her wrists, run her car into a tree, get het by a train going very fast (it can't be slow bc that would put you in a very bad catatonic state)
You get the point. But I may have pushed her over the edge this morning...
The SM has been trying to talk me into getting pregnant. She has recently done a bit of research to back up her feelings as to why I should get pregnant.
This morning the convo went as follows:
SM: Last night Billy and I were talking about what you are going to name your first child.
Me: Why were you guys talking about that?
SM: I don't know. But I said you were going to name it Katie, and he said you were going to name it William.... after it's father.
Me: Hahahahahahahahaha.
SM: Oh, but clearly now since I have researched this whole pregnancy thing you have to name it after me.
Me: Well, you know seriously I had thought about naming our child William. But, you know I don't think so. Actually though, for real, if one of you were to die in a car wreck or something I really would name my firstborn after you.
(Momentary silence)
Me: I probably shouldn't have said that.
SM: Well, it's been nice knowing you...
ME and SM: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA
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