I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT I WANTED TO POST ABOUT THIS.
When I stopped at the bank, I realized I didn’t have any deposit slips so I ran inside to fill out a blank one.Â When I got up to the teller, she asked me how I was.Â I’m usually overly-friendly, so I gushed, “I am GREAT because of this weather?Â Isn’t this fabulous?”
She looked at me and nodded.Â “I am so jealous of you, having the day to run around in that weather.”
I kinda just looked at her.Â “Well, not the whole day,” I sputtered.Â “Just a lunch break.”
“Oh, you work?” she asked.
I exploded with nervous laughter.Â “Yeah, honey, of course I work!Â I drive a nice car and have a house payment and like to eat.Â A girl’s gotta work!”Â
And she looked at me and said, “I just figured.. you know.. cause of you being..”
I didn’t ask her to finish the statement, because she was just trying to make small talk like I was, and there was no need in making her squirm.Â But I wondered what the rest of that thought was.Â “Cause of you being..”
.. a girl?
.. a white girl?
.. a redhead?
It was just one of those moments, similar to the one I had during the first trimester, that made me stop and think, “We’ve come a long way, baby.”