The Divine.

     I can honestly say I've never seen that movie about girls trading pants and they some how make a deep and touching, even divine, connection with each other. Personally, I think it's ridiculous. Pants? Really? That's supposed to pull people together? The only way pants could pull people together is if you get those giant novelty pants, cram fifty people in there, then yank it shut Jethro style; with a rope. That's how pants can pull people together. Otherwise, the only thing they would have in common is rope burn.
     Today, Catie and I are walking around our potentially new condo, when we see another family moving out. The guys wife looks thirteen months pregnant. Now, they guy moving out sees me, I see him, and his wife sees Catie. Him and I don't even look at each other. He's in the middle of moving, looks like he's got his brother and buddy out there helping him, he's busy! There's not even a nod. But I notice his wife and my wife have made eye contact, look at the others stomach, and then flash these big, knowing, we-share-something smiles. Guys don't do that. I have never looked at a guy, seen that his wife is pregnant, and flashed a big ol' smile, and been like, "Aw man, I know just what you're going through!" Because, I don't. Besides, when I do see a guy with a pregnant woman, he's too busy to notice anyone else on the planet...