Rings! Fabulous! I must admit I do hope you see the light - no, not the glorious rays of light emanating from my future Ring of Dreams, the metaphoric light - and decide to show your commitment to The Doctor by wearing a gorge engagement ring - oh no wait - partnership ring on your ring finger. Did you find any you like? Moissanite? Mokume Gane? Details, woman!
As for me, well, you may not be hearing from me for awhile. I am preparing my biological clock for an attack of a most gruesome nature: teenagers. In my house. For two days.
That's right. The Lawyer and I offered to host an expat family friend's two teenage daughters for a couple of days. And they arrive in approximately 90 minutes.
Now, I have known these girls since they were babies. I lived over here in England with their family for a couple of summers, so I am kind of the big sister they never had. Or at least I was. I haven't seen them for a few years so I have no idea what the dynamic will be now that they are adolescents. Ack! I mean I was a terrible little witch when I was in middle school, and an insecure mess in high school (well, at least for the first year or so, until I embraced my nerdiness and gained a little fabulous and became quite cool, actually). I know I will be able to handle anything that comes my way. But I cannot speak for my biological clock. For her, I fear the worst.
Which is probably a good thing, since I'll soon be starting grad school and all. Not exactly the time to get knocked up. Oh, and before you remind me yet again, I am also neither married nor engaged. Right-o!
Ok, I'm off to rev up the Dyson before the girls arrive. Wish me luck!
xoxo
DG
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