One of my best friends from college, Liz, gave birth to a beautiful baby boy exactly one year ago today. In celebrating her little one's 1st birthday, her husband has invited "the whole world" to his birthday party. Yap, that's what Mommy said in her Email.
Despite being a wife and a full-time mother, Liz is the same person I knew in college. The only thing that's changed is that she doesn't splurge on a $500 Chanel handbag anymore; instead, $300 can buy two weeks worth of groceries at Costco and she saves the rest to buy savings bond for Justin.
When I woke up this morning, the first thing I read was Liz's Email. It just cracked me up. She's as hilarious as ever before! Her Email really made my day before I even got out the house to meet my friends for brunch. Husband and wife often vent about each other. The way Liz did it is just so cute! You gotta see it for yourself:
We have to go to Costco now to buy stuff for Justin's birthday party. Unfortunately, his father has invited the whole world to the party. He has mistaken this party for his own birthday party. I just don't understand. He has invited his co-workers, our neighbors, his long-time friends (a bunch of alcohol-drinking & smoking people), and not to mention his whole family (this is not a problem) which is big enough already. What is this really? A block party?
Maybe you have to know her in order to pick up the humor in it. I burst out laughing while reading her Email. There's something else that's even funnier but it's too much of an inside joke. I can't share it here because it's also quite mean-spirited.
Who’s On Schedule?
I'm still trying to find THE ONE and my best friend already has a family and a baby boy! Gosh, I'm so behind! On the other hand, it’s entirely possible that she took the plunge too early. Maybe she’s an early boomer.
I read a survey somewhere and it said that 60% of women between the ages of 30 to 34 are single. See! I’m part of that statistics – I’m only 30. That’s not bad. At least I’m not in the statistics for divorcees under the age of 30. That will suck. It’s worse than being a late boomer.
People mature at different age. My age says I’m 30 but I feel 25. My mom says I’m too selfish to be married and starting my own family. I agree. Honestly, I have never met a guy who made me feel, “Oh, he’s the one. I want to spend the rest of my life with him!” Okay, maybe one or two guys in the past got me thinking about marriage for just a little tiny bit.
Unfortunately, the thought died instantly when I found out that he’s a total mommy’s boy or he will never quit drinking and smoking pot.
Sometimes I wonder, “Will I be happy and content with one man and one man only for the rest of my life?” The idea itself is scary.
I want to be 100% sure before tying the knot. I may be a party girl but I do take marriage very seriously. Call me old-fashioned! I believe in marriage that is happy and long lasting. My parents showed me how it’s done. Besides, I don’t believe in divorce.
Despite all the venting and bitching, I do think THE ONE is out there. There are probably two or three of them waiting somewhere. It’s matter of who I’ll meet first and who’s going to get down on his knee with a platinum ring.
Liz seems happy being a wife and a full-time mother. She’s one Happy-Go-Lucky kind of woman. She’s always been that way. I’m happy for her.
