This is Jen. We met at a baby play group at the hospital. She caught my eye because she said she loved soda. Then, she caught me making a face at some nutjob in the group who was talking about her cracked nipples. It was meant to be after that. I still liked her even after I found out she drank diet soda. Gross. She has a little boy. He is my little girl's best friend.
Jen is also married to the insurance king. How do I know he is the insurance king? Because he is so good at his job, he can leave it at work at the end of the day. You can hang out with him and talk about normal stuff, like the joy of getting the mail or going to see the traveling petting farm. You never have to worry about him whipping out a policy between your salad and entree. Jen and her husband have a little boy. He is my little girl's best friend.
Jen is also the proud owner of a little Boston Terrier stud named Reggie. Seriously, if anyone has a lady dog out there, lock her up! This little guy is fierce and knows all the right moves. He is usually out at the bars at night and sometimes he drives a silver Navigator. Reggie had to submit to a cheek swab DNA test last year after Anna Nicole died. Turns out, it was not his kid. This time.
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