Last night I had dinners with several of my friends from art school. Going to CCAC was such a great experience for me and even though it is torturous to write out those student loan checks, I am still glad I did it. Of course it shouldn't have cost so much, but don't get me started on the American higher education system. We would be here all night. And I suppose I can't talk about paying student loans since mine are currently in forbearance.
Can we say DENIAL?
As I arrived at Ali's house, I was excited to finally have a night without any children. As soon as I walked in the door, I couldn't help but notice that Stephanie is 8 months pregnant. Not so childlesss after all. At least her daughter couldn't interrupt. It is funny how no matter how hard I tried, the conversation seemed to always come back to babies. As I have mentioned here many times before, I HATED it when women would get together and talk about nothing but babies, particularly when I did not have one. And frankly, now that I do, I still find it BORING. I love Ben and miss him terribly when I am not with him. But I have so many other interests and so many other things I would rather talk about than baby poop.
We had a really lovely evening. After two small glasses of wine I was buzzed. I even had a hangover this morning. How PATHETIC is that? But the food and conversation were delectable. And once again, I struggle to figure out why it is that it is so damn hard for us to manage to get together. I am so busy all the time. But really all I am doing is cleaning up messes (aka moving stuff from one place to another) in the house and wasting time at Target. Surely life should leave more time and energy for red wine and good friends.
