Posts Tagged ‘Oy’
The Fire Drill
Jul 6, 2009 | Filed Under: Candy's Column | Tags: Oy
I wake up late on Saturday; no movement in the belly. I figure Baby Girl is just sleeping in, like her mama. Four hours later, Mr. Candy and I go shopping for a grill at Target — a GRAND idea on the Fourth of July, when the only BBQ that hasn’t already been snatched up is a flimsy little grill that you light with a hairdryer or something — and I realize, still no word from Baby Girl. Very unusual, considering she’s usually breakdancing non-stop in there like it’s 1982.
