Waiting in Line Behind Angelina Jolie and Her Gold Crib

The adoption competition continues.  There is a new couple in town on our agency's website partner I talked about in a previous post.  I continue to try to 'get to the top' as often as humanly possible, but I have tough competition.  Looks like a new couple is on the site and the wife is as determined as me to stay on the top.  It is honestly humorous how fast we have become!  I decided to check out their profile.  At first I was like OH WOW, I WANNA LIVE WITH THEM!   I WOULD TOTALLY GIVE THEM MY KID!  First, they are like freakin models.  The husband is all chiseled and Ken-like, and speaks multiple languages.  Hey, whatever, I speak English and remember 8 words in French.  Every pic of him is him on some adventure!  Rock climbing, sky diving, scuba diving in blue waters of some surely magical island!  The list goes on, but I get nauseous thinking about it, so I will move on.  Then, HER!  Oh, her.  Does she go to the salon every day?  It looks that way!  If I looked like her I would probably have a mirror attached to my decollete and stare at myself.  And she is a professional singer, of course.  My dream is her reality!  I bet she sings like an angel and all of the blue birds come sit on her shoulder while she serenades her husband. 

"Sommedayyy my Prince will coooome"  OH, wait, he already did.

They are clearly very well off, with pictures everywhere around the world, and snapshots of their home are like WOAH!  Talk about gold and whimsical!  I am not saying I am not happy with my life, we have an amazing life, home and I appreciate it all.  JUST SAYIN!  They are rollin in it!  Surprised they are not flaking off gold themselves.  As I was clicking through their pics, it comes to their nursery.  OH MY HOLY most glorious nursery I have ever seen. Straight out of a fairytale.  THEY HAVE A GOLD CRIB!  As in where a royal baby belongs.  If I were their lil bean I would never grow up and stay in that thing forever.  I bet it has hidden wheels that transition into teenage-hood as the child does.  Then it becomes it's own little house as the child becomes an adult.  

It was similar to this.  This is 4 thousand big ones.  Do you think I can fit in it?

Then I clicked more and FINALLY!  A fault!  I im'd my bff immediately and said "I FOUND THE FAULT!"  What I thought were 3D butterflies on the wall of the nursery were dragons.  My bff insisted it was still whimsical and nice.  All I could envision was Angelina Jolie's child's bedroom, fully equipped with the vile of blood she used to wear around her neck.  And these dragons.  I bet there are gargoyles in there somewhere too!  Ok, I know...I am reaching.  Right before I clicked out to congratulate myself on finding maybe one notch against our competition, I read the title of their photo album: "After a failed adoption last year, we still have our nursery, so it is all ready for your child!"  My heart sank, and I have not clicked to get to the top again.  After you, dragon lover...

I am waiting for you in line, lil bean, right behind our friend Angelina. 

Bumpless Baby Mama