Well, this sucks. I "think" I may have been discovered and the word might have started to spread!
Why do I think this you ask? Because there have been three separate incidents this week, with three different people mind you, and each time something about connecting me and being into babyish things has been brought up! I've NEVER told anyone, ever! I don't know if they really know or if these are all very strange coincidences. Help me decide.
Here's what's happened:
1. - My mom and sister were looking at a picture of a very large, dog-sized rabbit and when my sister showed it to me she said: "Wouldn't you just LOVE to cuddle with him at night? I bet he'd be a lot better than that silly teddy bear of yours!" I guess she knows I sleep with a bear. Kinda embarrassing.
2. - My dad had went to borrow a chainsaw from a neighbor and when my mom asked what took so long he told her that he'd been banging on the door when the neighbor's wife came to the door with a baby in her arms and let him in before going to change the baby. He commented on how he hated the smell of a dirty diaper because of the combination of the poop smell and the smell of the plastic that the diaper is made of. I walked in and not knowing what they were talking about I said "Plastic that what's made of?" and he said "Diapers. Disposable diapers. You know? Like the ones you love to wear all the time!" I played it off but damn, this can't be good.
3. On the way to a gig with one of the bands I play with, the bassist was talking about that episode of Taboo that showed AB/DL's and he said one of them looked like me (it wasn't of course) and said (I hope jokingly) that "I always knew you were the kinky one!"
I don't know, its very weird for all 3 of these things to happen in a week and not think something's up.
I'm real nervous that the cat may be out of the bag.