Moving on Up

Friday, April 27th

Wow Nina, it only took you two months to figure out it's not normal for Tommie to be following you around all the time.  This actually could be an interesting storyline for a psychological thriller.  The Midwife.  She's always watching over you.  I wonder what Tommie taking over would mean?  Probably, Nina moves into Lu Ann's temporarily unoccupied bedroom with a sign that says "KEEP OUT, FORMER FRIEND/DRUNKEN FOOL MARGO!!"

Saturday, April 28th

 

Ugh, why are Nina and Scott so rich?  I'm pretty sure Tommie isn't being formal, she just doesn't know what your first name is.  And you didn't mention it so she's going to keep calling out Mr. Blake.  And by the way, having Tommie tell you everything that she knows is going to be a short conversation.  

Go Nina!

Wednesday, April 25

All I can say to Nina is: you go, girlfriend! Seriously, who would come home to her husband kissing her friend, empty bottle of wine nearby, and say "Oh, OK, if you insist it was innocent." I would kick his ass, so I approve of Nina's unbelievably deep frown and swear words. I also enjoy the word "lurches" and I'm sure if she heard that description of her pregnant self storming away, she'd be thrilled.

Thursday, April 26

Actually, Tommie, I'm not sure if this is part of a midwife's job description, but I do understand your desire to stick around and watch all of the juicy drama unfold. Maybe you can write a song about it!

GASP! KISS! Drunken fools!

So it seems that Maggie has taken a little hiatus from blogging JUST AS THINGS GET INTERESTING!

Monday, April 23rd

A) Am I the only one that finds it awkward that Tommie is following Nina up the steps?
B) The second panel is the greatest that I have yet encountered during my tenure on the blog.  It's got everything!  Nina shouting "GASP!!" and Margo and Scott planting a powerful unified kiss simultaneously on each other's jawbones. 

Tuesday, April 24th

I like how Margo can tolerate being referred to as a "so-called friend," yet she will not be called a drunken fool.  Didn't Nina see how tiny those wine glasses were?  In Scott and Margo's defense, they were clearly kissing each other on the cheek/jaw, with no lips and certainly no tongue.  However, their below the belt parts were clearly touching and they were getting a little handsy.  Nina's so dejected in the last panel, so I'm tempted to rule in her favor.

Sunday Evening Post

Before we delve back into the antics of the A3G world, I'd like to announce some exciting news!  Casey and I want to congratulate our dear friend and blogger Maggie on her recent engagement.  We're very very happy for her and her fiancee Zack!  So far, he hasn't gone the full Paul Linski and bought the house adjacent to his parents for them, but we will monitor the situation closely.

Friday, April 20th

It's the story so tragic that we can't even hear about it? We're all adults here, I think we can handle it.  At least it would be something interesting to happen in this story.  I wonder how many tiny glasses you get out of a bottle of wine?

Saturday, April 21st

Uh oh, here it comes.  Nina's pregnancy hormones are going to erupt when she finds her husband decorating the nursery and drinking tiny glasses of Margaux with Margo.  At least I hope it's exciting, and not just like "Oh Margo, thanks so much for decorating.  I'm ready to be a mother now!"

Trust Me, I'm a Midwife

Um, Tommie, I don't think she's worried it's a sign of weakness. I think she's probably sick of you hanging around and wants to be alone with her husband. Meanwhile, Tommie has absolutely nothing better to do than carry the box full of groceries inside. She'll awkwardly stand there as Nina waits for her to leave, then make up something about how pregnant women shouldn't cook, so that she can hold on to some fantasy of being useful for a little while longer.

But really, I can't wait to see Tommie react to the inevitable Nina/Margo showdown. This is going to be fun!

It's Been Eons

Okay, so I'm just a country bumpkin from New Jersey, but is it a trendy New York thing to get groceries in cardboard boxes? Open, poorly packed cardboard boxes? Do eco-minded consumers get their groceries packed in their own reusable canvas boxes? Oh, New York! I'll never be able to keep up with your high falutin' trends d'jour!

Pouring Out the Pain

Aw, Scott and Margo have reached that level of wine intake that precedes sloppily drunk but goes just beyond pleasantly buzzed where you get all sappy and emotional.  It's typically where you pontificate on philosophical questions, but Scott's being all Debbie Downer by bringing up Nina's dead mother.  Margo, sensing that she can draw succor from the misfortune of others, demands to know all the gory details.  My money is on death during childbirth, which has Nina secretly worried that she will share a similar fate, thus her cavalier attitude towards motherhood.