Too old, but not old enough
I had been in Austin about an hour, sitting at the dining room table and chatting with Gilbert while wolfing down my Which Wich, when my cell phone rang. It was Jennifer calling from Kuwait.
"How do you feel about being an aunt?"
I had my suspicions in August, when I asked her about kids and she sort of waffled, saying they weren't trying but they weren't not trying, and "if it happens, it happens." You don't know someone for 29 years without gaining the ability to read the nuances.
So, wow. Crazy. I'm so excited for them. I can't wait to meet the weevil. I wish I could be there to experience it with her, but I don't think work would let me take a seven-month leave of absence for that. She says the cruise is still on next year, but if it doesn't happen, maybe I'll take that money and buy a ticket to Kuwait.
But it's so weird to think of my friends as parents. Even though I complain all the time about being old, in many ways I don't feel old enough for my contemporaries to be someone's mom and dad. Yikes.
Still. Unlike me, Jen has always wanted kids, so this is great news. I know they'll be fantastic parents.
In the meantime, I'm sitting here listening to Ike's winds blow outside the house and wondering whether it will rain at all. Austin always freaks out over things like this, and nothing ever happens. But good luck finding a tank of gas anywhere in the metro area today.
"How do you feel about being an aunt?"
I had my suspicions in August, when I asked her about kids and she sort of waffled, saying they weren't trying but they weren't not trying, and "if it happens, it happens." You don't know someone for 29 years without gaining the ability to read the nuances.
So, wow. Crazy. I'm so excited for them. I can't wait to meet the weevil. I wish I could be there to experience it with her, but I don't think work would let me take a seven-month leave of absence for that. She says the cruise is still on next year, but if it doesn't happen, maybe I'll take that money and buy a ticket to Kuwait.
But it's so weird to think of my friends as parents. Even though I complain all the time about being old, in many ways I don't feel old enough for my contemporaries to be someone's mom and dad. Yikes.
Still. Unlike me, Jen has always wanted kids, so this is great news. I know they'll be fantastic parents.
In the meantime, I'm sitting here listening to Ike's winds blow outside the house and wondering whether it will rain at all. Austin always freaks out over things like this, and nothing ever happens. But good luck finding a tank of gas anywhere in the metro area today.