So there is this girl who knows NewscasterHottie, she has known him since like grade school. She found me on myspace or facebook, can’t remember which one, and she requested to add me as a friend.
I mentioned the strange friend request to NewscasterHottie and he informed me of the fact that he knew her and that she wasn’t a complete random person. So I accepted her friend request…
Well, like me she is pregnant right now. Common thread right? Perhaps that is why she requested to be my friend. She knows my guy and has something in common with me, okay. Reasonable enough.
Actually I have no idea if she was pregnant when she added me as a friend or not… Didn’t really care all that much. She is his friend right not mine…
Anyway, as the months pass pregnancy continues. I post belly pics and so does she (like right after I do), more stuff in common right? Maybe she needs some girls to relate to or something, whatev.
Our 20 week ultrasound comes, we learn baby’s sex and share it with those friends of ours on our social networking sites. This girl remarks at how our babies are due on the same date, small world- that is cool, but a bit odd too. Seems we have an awful lot in common.
Then I have a baby shower, she had her baby shower the exact same weekend!
NewscasterHottie and I were talking and he says that back in the day she was like obsessively courting him and was very stalkerish. To the point that he was dodging her and going out of his way to avoid her. He said she is a bit out there and if she shows up on the door step, do not open the door! She might be a crazy pregnancy stalker.
I then told him about how her baby is due on the exact same date and how she just had her shower the same weekend as us… He thinks she is a nut and that she is totally pregnancy stalking me and that she probably isn’t even really pregnant.
This reminds me of a crazy lifetime movie where this psycho stalker lady wants this girls husband so she pretends to be pregnant, kills wifey and takes baby as her own to make them all a happy little family.
Great, now I need to keep the doors locked. Don’t think she knows where we live, thank god!
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