Recently I was talking to my mom about my cousin, who just had her first child. Everyone is fine now, but apparently she experienced some pretty severe complications during and after the birth.
Despite all the problems, “apparently she’s going to do it again one day,” said my mom.
Me (shuddering): No thank you!
My Mom: Well, you can just adopt all your children.
Me: I’m not having children.
My Mom: Well, you can just adopt them like at age 3, after all the messy stuff’s out of the way.
Me: It’s not just the birth-it’s the having them around all the time that I don’t want. I like being free. I like that I can pick up and go at anytime. I’m like a gypsy.
Explosive, hysterical laughter from the other end of the phone.
My Mom (heavily sarcastic): A gypsy with a Blackberry.
Me: I didn’t say I wasn’t well-connected. I just said that I was free.