excuse me while i categorize you...
Ah Sunday, the day that always seems to drone on endlessly like a history teacher a year away from retirement. A day made for wondering constantly, "what do you want to do?". The streets are too quite. Had a good game last night. J came out and coached and we played a lot better. Although, we still lost 4-1, but that's what you get when you're the bottom team in the Division.
At the bar, after the game, the talk turned to babies and children - who has them, who wants them and who doesn't. I felt like we were being divided into camps. I've always considered my thoughts on having children to be personal, but these women will ask you straight out, "Are you going to have kids?". And so, it got me thinking...do I want to be a mother? Truthfully, if I had a choice, I would rather be a father. But, since I can't fight biology then, ya, I guess I do want to be a mother. So, that got me thinking some more. Everything I love to do: mountain biking, hockey, snowboarding, smoking and drinking copious amounts of coffee or wine - it's all going to have to be put on hold the minute I decide to have a child. I don't think that's going to be the best way to start off a relationship with the kid; me resenting him/her for taking away all my fun for a year.
Art school 101
Sublime - in relation to 18th Century landscape paintings. Overpowering experience based on awe, terror, etc. Grandiose.
The power of nature. That's where I'm going right now. To breathe in the cool mist of the forest and cast my eyes on a thousand living things that know their exact purpose in living. I need an epiphany.
At the bar, after the game, the talk turned to babies and children - who has them, who wants them and who doesn't. I felt like we were being divided into camps. I've always considered my thoughts on having children to be personal, but these women will ask you straight out, "Are you going to have kids?". And so, it got me thinking...do I want to be a mother? Truthfully, if I had a choice, I would rather be a father. But, since I can't fight biology then, ya, I guess I do want to be a mother. So, that got me thinking some more. Everything I love to do: mountain biking, hockey, snowboarding, smoking and drinking copious amounts of coffee or wine - it's all going to have to be put on hold the minute I decide to have a child. I don't think that's going to be the best way to start off a relationship with the kid; me resenting him/her for taking away all my fun for a year.
Art school 101
Sublime - in relation to 18th Century landscape paintings. Overpowering experience based on awe, terror, etc. Grandiose.
The power of nature. That's where I'm going right now. To breathe in the cool mist of the forest and cast my eyes on a thousand living things that know their exact purpose in living. I need an epiphany.
posted by wattlebla at 12:38
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