October 16, 2008
I am pregnant. Yay – I have a perfectly legit reason to go clothes shopping. Boo – I can’t drink alcohol until March 2009.
On the bright side I didn’t get any of the really bad sickness. Although I am craving a double G&T and OTC drugs. A positive sign of the sprog’s superlative genetic makeup methinks.
While I keep going as normal on Virgin Mary, the news seems to be having a strange effect on people around me. They are now full of dubious parenting advice, odd requests for baby scan photos and fewer expletives.
And call me old fashioned, but since when has groping someone’s protruding belly been considered acceptable public behaviour? I might start returning the favour soon.
Just when I was taking it all under my stride, two things happened – I caught a cold and my version of mother’s special recipe for Vodka Chilli Cocktail made the cut for a newspaper feature.
Oh, cruel world…
Here’s to the future. I’ll take two sips.
Wash and pat the green chillies dry. Make a two-centimetre slit along the thickest part of each one taking care not to cut through the chilli. In a small cup, mix together the black salt and pepper. With the tip of the knife, stuff the slits with the salt and pepper mix.