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For as long as I can remember my sister has been the biggest drama queen that I have ever known. She acts as if everything is such an amazing deal all of the time, no matter how big or small the event actually is. Last night she was talking all about a third trimester pregnancy and how she might have to deal with one. She was going on and on about all the possible complications, even though her doctor had already assured her that she was going to be fine. But for some reason she just did not want to accept this, so she was running around and searching for her ovulation calculator because she thought she was going to be needing it again.
She kept this kind of behavior up throughout the entire night, so instead of a nice dinner we ended up having to keep her calm for the majority of the evening. I’ll always love my sister, but I honestly don’t know how her husband puts up with her. And one point in the evening we even started going over popular baby boy names again. I knew the whole thing was ridiculous so I ended up making up some excuse so that I could leave. As I drove home I decided to get a drink at my favorite bar, so I stepped inside and ordered up a cocktail.
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