zondag, 24 december 2006

THAT age

So we go to this techno party and we meet a lot of friends. Old friends, newer ones…. Hug hug, kiss kiss, know what I mean… We dance, good fun. Anyway, they say ‘You’re getting married, how great, how soon!’ It wasn’t a secret, in fact we thought we’d told everyone by know. But. Before I – we – know it, we chat about kids, toddlers, babies and pregnancies…. Ho, stop, NO! That’s not the plan. That is not the idea. No kids, not now, and (subject to rattling ovaries) not ever! We just wanna get married… And have a party!
Tired of explaining, I went home. Early.


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