Preggers

I recently watched Painted Veil, based on Somerset Maughm's novel. Really great, but the way they determine the heroine is pregnant. She faints. I must have railed about that for an hour.

Me: I get it. We couldn't talk about periods and sex and pregnancy.

Austin: Those were the Dark Ages.

Me: Actually, the Dark Ages were a lot more open than the 1800's, 1900's. I mean if you watch black and white TV, woman faints, sure enough, she's pregnant. I remember watching Me and the Egg for the first time and the woman faints. I was a kid. My mom said, “Oooo, she's pregnant.” And I was like, you've got to be kidding. Sure enough, she was preggers. Then I started noticing it all the time. When I watch old stuff, I guess Maughm's novel is old, so it's OK to keep that intact. It's probably the way it was written (I haven't read it—yet), but I saw a rerun of ER not too long ago where Alex Kingston's character fainted—face palm. That is not the way 99% of women find out they're pregnant.

After a while, I noticed Austin wasn't saying anything and pointed it out.

Austin: If I asked if you were done, you'd have just launched in all over again. And yelled at me for being insensitive. I've learned.