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Jessica's pregnant One of my best friends is pregnant. This is great, she is happily married and has a nice, stable life, complete with a lovely husband and a house that they are restoring, and a boat that they have on the lake near where they live. I'm really happy for her. It's weird, I sometimes get envious of pregnant women, but I never get envious of mothers. I think it could be cool to be pregnant, to feel that life kicking inside of you. But I don't want the rest of it. Not one bit. At the resort where I work, we had this lovely couple there the other day, and they were booking a trip to a place upstate, and they had their kids with them, 7 and 9 years old. And they were booking a room with 2 king size beds, and I thought, damn...vacation...with kids...no sex there, eh? That sucks. Not to mention the more important issues. How to raise kids. I am going to stay kid-free and fancy free, thank you very much! Miss These?
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