Kids. (I LOVE calling people kids. No matter how old. Especially if they're clustered somewhere looking like they're keeping secrets from boring, nosy adults.)
I must disclose something.
You know how Facebookery is engagement anathema for Adei and regularly tortures her? It's marriage and baby anathema for me. It's not like I really want to get married and have babies right now. I mean come on. I like my figure and my independence right now. I absolutely would LOVE to have marriage and kids one day and I will. When I was in elementary school I'd decided I wanted to be a married mother by age 23. The closer I got to 23, the more I thought, "That child was crazy!" As long as I'm not a 35-year-old first time mother. Kudos to those of you who do it, that's not what I want my particular experience to be. Only God knows. He's preparing me regardless. Anyway that's not the point. I'm tired of reading about all these girls I went to high school with who are now married with children. First it was scary. Now it's like dude... ENOUGH!! Ugh. I didn't want to be the first to be married but I most certainly don't want to be the last. Of my friends, though, I'm certainly NOT in the back of the pack since I only have 2 married friends out of a gaggle of friends. And one more headed down the aisle Memorial Day. Yes, I know it's not a competition. I'm certainly not the one to rush down the aisle because divorce is not hot. I also don't want your offspring without a ring. AND to put a cherry on that cupcake, I'd rather not be the one at 40 wondering why I didn't spend more time with ME without a man when I was getting married at 22.
So kids that leaves me back where we started. Still annoyed with the 'book. But at least I'm not this girl.