We are in not in Kansas anymore, Toto...or South Florida.

We are in the mountains of Georgia and Tennessee...whew doggie! It is absolutely amazing how different people in this world are. I always knew it, but WOW, today, I lived it.

So, I went to Walmart, to grab some groceries so that I could prepare dinner for everyone. I also needed to grab some pull-up, because, apparently, with all of the moving around and not being in a routine, Gavin has started having night time accidents. No problem. So, I am standing in the diaper aisle, checking out the pull-ups, looking for the best option, when a lady comes toward me with her cart. She is talking to me before she is even beside me, telling me about her 7 year old grandson who is not night time potty trained yet. "Oh!", I said, "I am sure he will grow out of that soon!"

"Well, the doctor says that he is fine, it just takes longer for some to stop having accidents. My husband thinks it is wrong, but I told him it was normal", she continued.

Three to four more minutes continue with the above dialogue. Then, she looks at me and asks me, "You got any kids?" very serious, like those of us with children are an anomaly.

I reply, "Yes, I have four boys."

"How old is your last one?" she asks.

"Fourteen months", I say.

"Well, whatcha gotta say about this...I have been seeing things all fuzzy, I have had my belly weight shift to down here (and she ever so INDISCREETLY pulls up her shirt and shows me her entire belly fat), and these things have been tingling like crazy (at which time she grabs and jostles her boobs in her hands). Whatcha gotta say about that?" she says.

What did I have to say, you ask? "OH MY WORD!!!" is what I was thinking! Where am I? The Twilight Zone? Who does this? Am I on Candid Camera?

She commenced to telling me that she lost everything when her house burned to the ground and she is living in a hotel. She is having to write down the entire contents of her home (which she has bought and owns) so that insurance can payout. I felt awful, and told her so, but she was not gonna let that get her down. She continued on the road of bloated belly, tingling boobs and too much information about her menstrual cycles. She said she has had 30 miscarriages, PCOS and diabetes, which is apparently all connected. She is 56, her husband is 44, and he does not believe that she is pregnant. But she told him..."You'll see"! "Whatcha gotta say about that?" she says again.

"It's a girl, I think", she continues. Yes! SHE CONTINUES!!! "I have dreams about a little curly black haired girl, with brown eyes and dark skin...because my husband is half hispanic! She crawls into bed with me, and I tell her to "Go away, you are not real!", but she just keeps calling me mommy! You know, I used to have dreams about having a little girl and a year later I was pregnant with my daughter. Now she is 25!"

She showed me her belly, and what she perceived to be a pregnant bump, and talked about her "tingling" boobs some more. "YOU know what I am talking about!", she would say.

Let me tell you all something, for the record... there is a strong possibility that I could appear on Punk'd, Candid Camera, or maybe a new show that we have not heard of as of yet. There is no other explanation for the very odd encounter I had at the local Walmart today... at least nothing that makes sense to me. Bless her heart...at this point, I hope she IS pregnant! I cannot stand the thought of her finding out otherwise!