So... just roll with it, is the gist of the advice here? I guess I can do that.
Definitely roll with it. The relationship doesn't have to be defined by its endpoint.
If
the relationship gets serious enough to talk about long term commitments
then
you should talk about child bearing issues.
Also: Go you!
I'm pretty upfront with my plan not to have kids. Indiscriminately so. Blatant, even. If someone has a problem with that, well, that's their problem, not mine.
For years, my good friend has teased me about having a kid. She really, really wants me to. I just shove her and laugh and tell her to keep dreaming. It would take an unlikely set of circumstances to change my mind. Could happen, but probably won't.
I had dinner with a friend tonight. She went home last weekend for her birthday (41) and they went over to see her grandmother. Who handed her a gift bag containing a creepy china baby doll, with the words "well, you don't have any real babies, so..." Hand to god.
All those parenting sites make me think of Roseanne, and "if they're alive by five, I've done my job."
Which probably makes it good I'm not likely to breed.
whoa, brenda. That's crazy. Did she also give her a Miss Havisham dress?
Food allergy question: how likely is it for a person to be able to tolerate one stone fruit, like peaches, apricots or nectarines, but not another, like plums?
Plums are weird. Hubby eats them when he wants to get a bit high, because they make him giggly.
ooohhh... and! In addition to maybe having an issue with plums, Grace has no issue with prunes. So dried plums are awesome. Pluots are potentially no good. Plums are questionable. It sounds crazy, right?
Possibly a difference between freestone and cling varieties? Food sensitivities are very weird.
From what I've seen, people with stone fruit allergies often only have a problem with the raw fruit, not cooked. So maybe drying has the same effect?
The ethical part is, how soon should she tell him she won't be bearing the fruit of his mighty loins? It seems like a thing a guy ought to know about his possible SO, before he reaches the point of, like, making plans, but telling too soon is creepy. I don't know. Take into account I'm a little drunk right now and feeling insecure.
There's no saying he wants to breed. Have your fun, woman!
If it does turn out he wants to breed stick him in a box, punch some holes in it, and mail him up
here.
If he can do
your
weird he can likely do
my
weird and it'll be the best Meet Cute story, like, EVAH.