Yesterday I went to two events... both fun. Both included baby talk from strangers. Mostly the first one where I was seated next to a women complaining about having her 2 yr. old daughter too quickly. I considered sharing my tale with her but chose not to since I'm pretty sure she was just making small talk.
Then there was a toast where the speaker listed the goals of the guests of honor and it was all about starting families, enjoying motherhood, blah, blah, blah. C and I just laughed. Out loud.
Later that night I went to a b-day dinner... I had a really fun time, and even though I wasn't planning on it... I decided to have a Sunday night margarita just as an f-you to my not being preggers. I think I'll draw the line at occasional f-you drinks/soft cheeses/sushi. No cigarette 'n' crystal meth benders for me... so don't worry. I can stop the other stuff whenever I want. And I will when I eventually need to.
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