The Cop

Good morning ladies (and maybe gentlemen)
Dealing with some sperm donor drama at the moment, he dislikes this new blog....oh well!
He even went down to the point of having his new girlfriend attack me for it, and wonders why everyone on earth thinks he's a piece of crap...

Ok that's enough of that rant.

Now for the cop. I should mention that I had totally forgot about this (pregnancy brain?) until a friend reminded me about it.
Nothing happened at all between cop and I but I should mention that because of him, I need to work on not going out in just jogging pants with my hair barely brushed.

I mentioned before that I have an almost 3 year old, who's growing like a weed. Now being on a single and not to mention injury income, I have resorted to buying 2nd hand. I'm not judging, I'm just not used to it. I found on a local site 50 outfits for $100, all his size. PERFECT!

I responded to such ad and was surprised that a male name responded back but didn't really think much of it. I agreed to go to his house the next morning and take a look.

I'm an extremely careful person, those news stories of people getting killed by doing stuff like this do not go past me. So with mom and kid in tow, we walked up to the house in the middle of suburbia hell. An extremely good looking man answers the door and invites us in. I  hobble up his stairs and am greeted with a giant hockey bag just stuffed with clothes. As we start going through we start making small chat. I commented on the fact that they were all name brand and all in really good shape. He responds by saying he's a single dad going through a divorce....oh really. *fixes hair*

I mention that I'm in the same boat and because of my injury, can't really go shopping for him. He mentions he's on injury leave too. I asked from where and he informs me he's a city police officer. *fixes boobs*

We start talking about the different treatment we're receiving and informs me that my chiro right now is under investigation for improper treatment. Damnit, time to find a new chiro. My benefits company is giving me an extremely hard time, apparently pregnant, injured, barely walking women are able to work. Cute. He told me if they at any time start denying my pay, to give him a call....no problem!

He also said he'd keep my number for when his son grows out of more clothes....can't you keep my number for other things too?? I kid!...well no not really.

We end up packing up to leave and that's when it happened..the humiliation. I prefer to think my child was trying to sabotage me. My son.......kicked his cat. The cat was near the door while we were putting our shoes on and BOOT! I could not say sorry enough! Just the thought right now is making me embarrassed again...

Alright well, we're coming up to either Navy guy or Landon. Those are the two that have caught my current interest. So, I will update once something happens. I talked to Landon for an hour last night on the phone and.....meh. I'll explain later.

Until then.