an odd weekend

First of all, let me say that this weekend was absolutely amazing. Got lots of work done, and still had lots of time to relax and hang out with my husband. But there were a couple of weird (unrelated) things that happened...

So, on Saturday C and I drove down to the IKEA in Cincinnati to buy a couch. (P.S.- I think I may have convinced C to love IKEA as much as I do. Great success!!) After spending a couple of hours wandering around the store and sitting on every couch they had set up, we decided to buy the one that we came there for. ;) Once we found all of the pieces in the warehouse, it was time to go check out.

As we pull our carts into the checkout lane, the cashier takes one look at my husband and says "How can you wear that shirt?!" Lest you think he was wearing something offensive or inappropriate, this is the shirt he was wearing:

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C sort of looks at her and says, "My lovely wife bought this shirt for me." So she looks at me, all incredulous-like and says, "YOU bought that for him?" When I answered in the affirmative, she says, "I hate her!!" Umm... woah, lady. I understand that Ayn Rand can sometimes be a polarizing figure, but perhaps you should go back to customer service class. Pretty sure that lesson number 1 is "Don't offend your customers." I always get kindof weirded out when people give unsolicited opinions/advice, but that was one of the strangest times I've ever encountered. [P.S.- She was also all Judgy McJudgerson about a baby that was screaming in the cafe. Seriously, lady. Just know when to stop talking.]

I also had another strange event happen on Sunday. It wasn't so much the event itself as my reaction to it. I'll back up a bit.

I'm not one of those girls who is friends with her exes. In fact, I am still in contact with exactly zero of my exes, and it's been that way ever since we broke up. I love hard, and I love all the way, so I can't just turn it off because we've broken up. One strong feeling is typically replaced by another, equally strong feeling--rage. Anyway, one exception to that is a guy who I was FWB with for 6 months or so about a million years ago. He and I were friends/coworkers (although I had the giantest crush on him ever) for a few years. Then after he and I had just gotten out of relationships, he suggested "practice dating." So that went on for awhile. It was almost a year of going on dates, hanging out at his house, watching The West Wing, and making out. A LOT. Toward the end of the summer, I decided to get on eHarmony (where I went on my first first date with C) when he started actually dating another girl that we worked with. So that was that. We went back to being friends. You know, because we were never anything but friends. (Ugh)

He's since moved to DC, but he and I still keep in contact. We have a lot of the same views on life, so we trade news articles back and forth and such. Have you read this, have you seen this show, etc. The other day I forwarded him an article from the NY Times on the mortgage interest deduction (seriously, we're nerds), and that got us talking back and forth. Sunday he tells me that his wife (the same girl from above) is pregnant. It was seriously like a punch in the gut. I don't know if it's just jealousy that she's/they're pregnant and I'm not yet, or if I still have some sort of residual feelings for him, or what. I love my husband, and I would not have wanted my life to turn out any differently, so I'm left wondering... is this feeling normal? Ladies who remain friends with your exes-- is it normal to feel this way upon hearing major life news from your ex? I have absolutely no experience with this sort of thing. Just weird.