You all know, I've been trying to find some "Mommy" friends, right? I swear, the whole thing feels like sorority rush at UGA. I go to playgroups, and sing a longs, you name it, and it feels like an audition. Is it me? Are you guys feeling this? Let me give you an example...I take Miss Peach, and The Little Man to a siblings sing a long on Tuesdays. There is a little girl (Jan) who jumps and sings, and hugs Miss Peach. Their version of great friends. After a few weeks, a woman who I assumed was Jan's Mom approached me and asked if we would be interested in a play date outside of class. Sure I said. She then took my number and told me she would have Jan's mother call me. As you have probably guessed, this woman was the nanny. Two days later, I get a call from Jan's Mother. She wants to meet me for coffee before she will let the nanny take Jan over for a play date. Is it me...how weird is this? I mean I get it, I get that she doesn't want her daughter taken to a strangers house for a play date, but still, I feel like I am on an interview. Long story short, our whole family came down with the flu, then colds, I lost Jan's Mom's number and we never got together. So, tonight I am on my way to the salon to get a haircut, something I never get the time to do....and I get a phone call. You guessed it, Jan's Mom. She says she will be taking Jan to sing a long tomorrow since the nanny is on spring break and she hopes Miss Peach and I will be there. Well, yes we will be there, so I am finally auditioning for Jan's Mom. Now I am sitting here thinking "thank goodness I had my hair appointment tonight...now what am I going to wear to sing a long...". I swear, this is almost as bad as dating....am I nuts?
3.17.2008
Rush
You all know, I've been trying to find some "Mommy" friends, right? I swear, the whole thing feels like sorority rush at UGA. I go to playgroups, and sing a longs, you name it, and it feels like an audition. Is it me? Are you guys feeling this? Let me give you an example...I take Miss Peach, and The Little Man to a siblings sing a long on Tuesdays. There is a little girl (Jan) who jumps and sings, and hugs Miss Peach. Their version of great friends. After a few weeks, a woman who I assumed was Jan's Mom approached me and asked if we would be interested in a play date outside of class. Sure I said. She then took my number and told me she would have Jan's mother call me. As you have probably guessed, this woman was the nanny. Two days later, I get a call from Jan's Mother. She wants to meet me for coffee before she will let the nanny take Jan over for a play date. Is it me...how weird is this? I mean I get it, I get that she doesn't want her daughter taken to a strangers house for a play date, but still, I feel like I am on an interview. Long story short, our whole family came down with the flu, then colds, I lost Jan's Mom's number and we never got together. So, tonight I am on my way to the salon to get a haircut, something I never get the time to do....and I get a phone call. You guessed it, Jan's Mom. She says she will be taking Jan to sing a long tomorrow since the nanny is on spring break and she hopes Miss Peach and I will be there. Well, yes we will be there, so I am finally auditioning for Jan's Mom. Now I am sitting here thinking "thank goodness I had my hair appointment tonight...now what am I going to wear to sing a long...". I swear, this is almost as bad as dating....am I nuts?
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