...but apparently i never want to care for that future myself.
my good blogmate was kind enough to throw a baby shower last weekend for a coworker and friend of ours. i was initially very excited about this, as it offered me the opportunity to help frost cupcakes (and eat the tasty reject cupcakes). it was great to see everyone, the party was well attended, my blogmate is a good hostess, food good, etc.
however, things have changed in our little group in the few years since i have been in chicago. now many people have babies, all of whom were also in attendance at said shower. i love kids, but felt a little awkward at adult conversation entirely revolving around the proper making of baby food, purchasing of baby carseats, and enforcement of baby naptime. i tried to save face by looking around politely and stuffing my face with food, pretending i couldn't contribute to the conversation because i was engrossed in the artichoke dip. but then i got full, which made me sleepy, which made it even harder to think up baby (or any other) conversation.
i'm not the only single girl attendant at this gathering who felt similarly awkward. as my blogmate put it, "this makes me want to drink. a lot. or do something unwholesome." with that in mind, off i am this weekend for a self-indulgent weekend of shopping and drinking. ironically, my weekend of indulgence will be held in minnesota, home of lutheran church basement potlucks and politely reserved walter mondale fans (visiting butterknife and p-hob). why can't my free time in chicago have such fun gluttony? this isn't a virtuous city: driving home tonight i passed a legion of active salt and plow trucks (there hasn't been snow on the ground in weeks -- you tell me those guys aren't being used as a buy-off).
when i came home from the shower, i told mb i was never having children, if this is what happens to my friends. mb said that wasn't the best time to think about it, which was true... but for now, my plan is to concentrate very hard on my new friends marshall fields and summit brewing.
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i find it kind of amusing that going to mineapolis for the weekend to shop and hang out with family is being heralded as the kind of rowdiness that can only be born as strong anti-baby-shower sentiment... not that my show of rebellion was any more bad-ass- unless sam adams and mini-quiches have suddenly become hard core.
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