One of Michelle’s favorite movies is “Father of the Bride II”. If you never seen it, I’ll give you the .10 cent recap. Steve Martin’s character, George Banks, deals with his newly wed daughter AND premenopausal wife being pregnant at the same time, all under the same roof. What a zany story, rest assured Steve Martin falls down a lot. I can’t wait until ‘Father of the Bride: III’ where Steve Martin’s son comes home from college with his new boyfriend Phillip and shows Steve Martin’s character what a Double Chocolate Thunder Creampie Snowball is.
Anyway, a funny scene in the movie is when there is a heat wave and the two pregos turn the thermostat down so low, Steve Martin has to wear a coat inside while the women still complain of the heat. This is now my life. Not joking. I literally have to cover-up in my house. It is 95 plus degrees outside and I need a blanket to be comfortable in my house. Meanwhile, Michelle will fall asleep on the couch and wake up complaining about being hot. I am not joking or exaggerating at all when I state that I shiver in my house. I have to lay next to Frasier in order to keep warm. It will be a miracle if our central AC unit doesn’t explode.
We got our electric bill recently and it was more than double the previous month, and that wasn’t even a full months worth of AC. I am afraid to see my next bill. Michelle puts it in great perspective for me though. She asks me what is better to deal with, a high electric bill for a couple of months or an overheated, extremely agitated pregnant woman who is nine months pregnant? Electric bill wins.