Thursday, August 10, 2006
The manager, once again, is out.
We are heading to a lakehouse with friends for the weekend. I am looking forward to it. We went to this same place with the same people (who live all over the country) three years ago, and I think back fondly upon the experience - we hiked, we ate, we drank, we slept, we swam, we read, we played card and board games in a spirited fashion, and I believe there was even a bat in the house at some point (exciting!).
I was thinking that this trip would involve much of the same, but then I realized that a new element will be present: multiple children, and thus much talk of children, and thus perhaps discussions of making children. But I'm not too worried - I've almost perfected my "Don't ask me if we're going to have children, because I might dissolve into tears, or, alternatively, deliver a stern lecture about infertility" face. Woe unto the unsuspecting inquirer!