Last weekend we managed to make it to TD's gig, as I posted below. Well after 35 minutes of looking through the menu. I finally, out of the need to make a decision, not because anything sounded appetizing, chose the Kid's Meal with Mac'N'Cheese (no it wasn't Kraft). Anyhow, the waitress came up and took our order, as I told her she said I'm sorry you have to be under 12 to order from the Kid's Menu. Right then it happened, I nearly cried. She must have read it on my face because she assured me she could get me just a small side dish, and it would be cheaper. I said, I just don't want a lot, it will make me sick. She must have thought me crazy. The weird part is I remember logically thinking, this is a stupid thing to cry about, but I almost couldn't stop it. The worst part, though, I don't remember if I even told her I was pregnant...I sure hope she figured out. Why else would a grown 29 year old woman cry over mac'n'cheese? Here's to pregnancy...all of its quirks.