More on Parents Coffee

[pantryslut]

So this morning, the parents coffee. It was good, it was weird. I am having a very strange bonding moment with the other twins mom in the kids' preschool class, as noted previously. It's strange because she's so different in most ways. Her girls are super-girly. She's super-professional and sleek and blonde. But some things are universal, it seems.

But yeah, odd person out over here. There was the weight talk. I just smiled, because Lord knows I've learned to navigate that particular pitfall of conversation among women. (Yes, it was all women. Not always true at this school, but there it is.) And then the inevitable exercise discussion, which centered this time around *training for marathons.* !!! And then talk of what activities we're carting our kids to on preschool off-days -- me: none! Oh, and I'm taking the bus home from your lovely home in Piedmont! To the flat that I rent, because conversation also touched on home renovation issues thanks very much.

Conversation then turned to labor and birth stories, and *even there* I had nothing to contribute because I was the only one in the room who had a C-section. Which, on the one hand, yay! That's the way it should be! And on the other hand, really? Really? Sigh.

I feel really a lot better about my social skills, though, in that I neither panicked nor faded into the wallpaper for a whole two plus hours and I think people will remember who I am without cringing or making a circle with their finger at their temple. I drank a lot of tea, though. ("I'm not really a tea person, but here you go!")

P.S. Please, please, do not Google my name, friendly parents. Or add me on Facebook. Fingers crossed.

Comments

[badgerbag]

I confess an evil chortle as I picture you in this situation.

[pantryslut]

You must also picture me as not having taken a shower yet, in the hot hot back porch sun, just for that over-the-top push into utter absurdity.

[badgerbag]

I spent a lot of time feeling sweaty, disheveled, and uncoiffured while listening to yoga/pilates talk in living rooms that had magazines on the coffee table.... oh yeah.

[pantryslut]

I could have handled yoga talk! I do yoga! Um, to a DVD. But no, fuckin' marathons.

[kalmn]

i find that facebook eats a lot of people's invitations to me. like my cousin! it's eaten his for several years now.