I'm breaking my "I should be working on report cards" fast to rant.
I feel like I'm going to loose my mind. Actually, I'm much calmer than I was when I got the news. I spent some time lying down in our bedroom while playing with my i.Phone and then I finished my math marks for my report cards before I even dared log into my blog.
So Mr. JB has a cousin that is engaged. We were pretty excited because his cousin and his fiancee bought a house in our neighbourhood. They're great people and we love hanging out with them. They are living together (I know I shouldn't judge, but I am), but they didn't move in together "officially" until he gave her a ring (Mr. JB's cousin lived with his fiancee before they bought their house, but it was on the Q-T).
Anyhow, Mr. JB's cousin called him tonight to ask him to stand up for him and that the wedding is going to be in August, not June 2011 as planned.
You guessed it.
His fiancee is pregnant.
[insert A LOT of swearing here]
Apparently following the rules doesn't help one get knocked up.
Sucks to be me.
Mr. JB apologized for giving me the bad news (I know, a new life isn't bad news, but you all understand, right?). Mr. JB also said that he said a prayer for me since he knew how I was going to react.
I can't help but feel that God is playing a bad joke on me. It's hard not to think that I'm being punished.
All I do know is that I'm angry. Pissed, in fact.
When is it going to be my turn???
Hopefully watching last night's episode of G.lee is going to cheer me up!