Feb 17, 2008 00:03
LVA just called me out of the blue a few minutes ago to grumble at me about guys - well, one guy in particular. She's incredibly attracted to an old playmate of ours from years ago, and has been for a while. He, however, is completely oblivious, and has a tendency to use her as a sounding board for his own relationship woes. Just today, he was telling her about a new girl he'd met that he liked, but she kept asking him for advice about a different guy. LVA wanted so badly to whack him over the head with a baseball bat.
Somehow this segwayed into the observation that I want a baby. Of course, this requires a husband, which requires a boyfriend, which requires liking a guy well enough to want to date him. There are plenty of guys around here that I have crushes on, but while the notion of having a boyfriend is nice, it's just not really something I'm drawn to at the moment, if that makes any sense. I just really want a baby.
LVA's suggestion: "You should go back to the daycare. Sharlene would love you."
My reaction: "I don't want lots of babies, I just want a baby."
LVA agreed with me on the not really wanting a boyfriend per se, and we then gushed for a little bit on the fact that Murray celebrated her first Valentine's Day with her boyfriend neither LVA nor I can quite get over the excitement of one of us girls finally having one, despite the fact that it took Murray twenty-two years.... Anyway, mostly it was ssut a random girl-talk call that I don't usually get from LVA.
observations,
family,
life