I don't want to work today! I have a 10am meeting, which should waste some time....
Tonight I'm going to a party with my parents. The people there should be more my age, since the host is the daughter of my mother's college roommate, and it's kind of in my neighborhood, which is why they are dragging me along. It should be fun, I hope. Must remember to get a bottle of wine. My mother forwarded me the menu for the party, via host's mother, because apparently one year (many years ago!) they just had strawberries and popcorn to eat, and her mother was Not Pleased. Heh.
I have to get dressed, get Grace dressed and ready for the bus.
I had strawberries and kettle corn for breakfast. I'd fit right in!
I need to get Olivia up and ready for soccer. After that we have a library play date since it's been raining here.
I had strawberries and kettle corn for breakfast. I'd fit right in!
Heh. This year there is a more extensive menu. But it's still not a dinner party! Which is fine.
I am so hungry I wish I had strawberries and kettlecorn!
Zen, go for it! I've dated guys everywhere from 5-17 years younger than me. (42 to his 25 and I was a year older than his mother, go figure.) Don't worry about kids until it even comes close to feeling like it might be going somewhere and not just dating. I, for one, have always been way upfront, but that's because I had my tubes tied and I already had two kids. Of course, this was back when I was a little younger and juicier and might actually have a suitor or two to choose from and it was a way to weed out the ones who wanted kids. Nowadays, I feel like planting a sign in front of my condo with "SWF, financially secure and no issues."
This morning's email, reproduced for *headdesk* value
To: Students, Faculty and Staff:
For the June/July [Cute Sustainability-Themed Reference to Looniversity Mascot] Challenge we asked you to eat local and organic foods and to eat less meat to reduce your carbon footprint.
Take the challenge and you can enter a special drawing to win one of three gift baskets of samples from the Looniversity Farmer’s Market.
To enter, simply take the challenge at the link below, print the confirmation page and drop it off....
ahahahahah! amych! So you won't be participating?
Also: Go you!
Well, it may come to nothing. We haven't even gotten to the point of him finding out I'm not a natural redhead yet, much less my age!
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.
Oh, me too. But it seems to me there's enough difference between "don't want to" and "pretty soon gonna be can't" to maybe matter to him.
creepy china baby doll
Is it an antique? It might be worth something. I've got one, that was my grandmother's. Packed away in a truck, 'cause it weirds me out.
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.
Excellent plan! You're paying the postage, though.
I also have a headache (still) and also do not feel like working. Fortunately, since it's a summer Friday, there will be fewer people working, and thus fewer opportunities for my headache to get worse.
might actually have a suitor or two to choose from
Sail, you are awesome and suitors should be falling all over themselves for a chance to get you.
Nowadays, I feel like planting a sign in front of my condo with "SWF, financially secure and no issues."
Ha! Now that would bring all the boys to your yard, for sure!
Write a Letter to Your Favorite Mark, and You Might Win a Copy of Ben Greenman's Brand-New Book!
Oh, it's your favorite *punctuation* mark! My first thought was, "Dear Sucker, I'm the girl who conned you out of your life savings and beachfront condo, just thought I'd say thanks! Next time think with your big head, darling. Cheers, Me."
