Chapter 8
Shopping and showers.
Ok well I just read later as it is on the internet and I realize that I have made some mistakes when posting chapters. I posted 2 incomplete ones. I'm and idiot but go reread 1 and 5 or at least the end of them. Sorry for that I just tend to forget stuff easily.
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Jess is now six months pregnant, it's December. Tasha's wedding is next month. Tasha, Ruth and Jess are going shopping for dresses. What fun!
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I woke up at eleven. "Damn!" I cursed. I was supposed to meet Tasha and Ruth at noon so we could go get the dresses for the wedding and go to lunch.
I rolled out of bed and made a bee line for the shower. I was in and out in five minutes. That was the shortest shower I've ever had. As soon as I entered our room Rob woke up, "Where are you going?"
"Today we are getting the dresses. Tasha waited till now because we didn't know how much I would grow. You're meeting Doug and Mike at five to get the tuxes and then I think I heard something about going to a bar. So make sure your ready and on time." I said putting on a pair of what I call fat jeans and a maternity shirt.
"You know I'll be there," Rob stated groggily as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
I slipped on a pair of tennis shoes and went over, kissed him, and left.
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I got to the restaurant at exactly noon. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that I was actually on time.
I got to the door and found that only Tasha was there and she said as she hugged me that she had just gotten there.
"Should we get a table?" I asked Tasha.
"Yea we should. Ruth will be here soon. And you shouldn't stand for too long." We walked the rest of the way in the door and told the hostess we wanted a table for three.
Ruth arrived ten minutes later, "I'm sorry I'm late. I got tied up at the bank."
"Sure you were." Tasha and I said at the same time. Her hair and Make-up were a dead giveaway.
Ruth then turned a violent red, "Yes I was."
"I hope Mike gives you a ring before a baby."
Ruth just scowled and sat down and in her best know it all voice said, "Mike and I are careful and what does it matter to you?"
Tasha and I just laughed. The waiter came and we ordered. God I was starving! I never knew being pregnant required soooooo many things!
"Jess, how's the baby doing?" Tasha asked stirring sugar into her ice tea.
"Yea, how is my future niece or nephew?" Ruth asked.
"Fussy! All the baby wants to do is move! It drives me insane! I can never get to sleep." I sighed rubbing my stomach. "But the baby is healthy and growing. But Tasha, you know how I asked to leave on the February 22nd?"
"Yes, what about it?" She slurped.
"Well, since I'm so small and the baby is going to take up a lot of room, the doc says I have to leave sooner. They don't want me to be active."
"When do you need to leave? You say when and I'll let you go."
I smiled. "Thanks Tasha. I really appreciate it."
"Anything for my family."
"I was thinking about not coming back from Christmas break. That seems best, don't you think?"
"It does make sense. Do you still want to be in the wedding?"
"That's a rhetorical question right?" I said smiling. "Of course I'm going to be in the wedding."
"I was just making sure. You don't need to get snippy. Jeez!" she apologized.
Just then our food came and naturally we talked about the wedding and the baby.
After we ate we paid the bill, well actually Ruth paid the bill she said that she was the one that had nothing better to spend her money on.
"Mike better get you a ring and fast. I think I'll call him later about the subject." I glanced over at Ruth. She slapped me playfully.
Thank God there are only four bridal shops in our town. Oh, how I was wrong.
We got to the first shop and Tasha tried on thirty-four dresses. THIRTY FOUR!!! And let me tell you, I can't stand stuff like that when I wasn't pregnant and doing it pregnant, I was ready to kill her.
So then we all went to the next store. This time we found the dress!!! She had only tried on three.
"It's beautiful!! It's just the dress for me!!!" Tasha shrieked as she twirled in the mirror.
"You look better in that dress than most other woman who have tried it on." The sales cheered.
Tasha took off the dress and put it in a black dress bag to take it to her house. "Now for you two," she gave us a very creepy smile.
"I have enough patience to try on five dresses, after that I'm done. I'm way too pregnant to take much more!" I growled at Tasha and the dress maker.
"Yes ma'am!" The dress maker saluted.
"What are the colors for the wedding?" Paula the assistant asked Tasha.
"Gold and Maroon."
"Do you want a dress in each color of have a solid color and the other as an accent?"
"Umm…I'm not sure do you have a couple of patters we could see?" Tasha asked.
"Over here we have some sample patters to try on…" I cut her off there, "Yea know what I'm way too irritated to take any more of this. Pick one and I'll come back and get fitted." And with that I grabbed my black leather backpack and left.
Still in the store.
"I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong?" Paula worried.
"No, that's just Jess. She's six months and we already spent two and a half hours at another store. And she has a short attention span for stuff like this. Getting her to shop is like going through hell." Ruth explained.
"I should have come and picked out some dresses and then only had you guys come." Tasha said shaking her head.
"I hate to say it, but yea that would have been a good idea. But let's get back to picking the dresses," Ruth sighed.
Tasha ended up with a maroon dress that had gold poinsettias embroidered on it. It was truly beautiful.
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