Here's the thing: before Christmas, I cornered Paul and asked him point blank if they were moving to Pima. At that point he said that they were not even though he knew that they were. As a matter of fact, they were secretly sneaking some of their stuff into town under the guise of visiting Carrie's parents. Oh what a tangled web they wove.
Then there's the matter of Kimberly's pregnancy. Kimberly is actually due sooner than Megan which means they must have known about their pregnancy before we knew about ours. Megan asked Kimberly if she was pregnant while we were in St. Johns. Kimberly said she wasn't, which was a bold-faced stinky dinky lie. I'm happy for all y'all, but I do feel bad that your children have to be raised by pernicious prevaricators.
Here's the thing: my life is an open book (perhaps even a little too open). I believe in honesty being the best policy. So here's what I'm asking: if any of you have anything to get off your chests, do it now. Also, if you think I'm really angry about any of this I would refer you to my well-known sarcastic nature (I told you, my life is an open book). I just think it was funny that Megan and I were told two white lies in order to protect a couple of surprises. We are surprised and we're happy for all of you. You may now douse the flames that are surely lapping at your respective derrieres.