I've been isolated for so long that I don't know how to have normal adult conversations -- ones that include grown-up topics like, uh, hm, what do normal people talk about? Today I tried to talk with our Music Together teacher about cholera. He was nice about it, but... cholera? I joked that the "Wet Box" (where spit-upon toys await disinfectant) had cholera.
Hahaha, oh, what? That was only funny to me.
I'm pretty sure this blog is partly to blame. During my isolation, I turned this forum into my sole social interaction. Now I don't understand why, at parties or in casual interactions, people don't want me to barrel on for paragraph after paragraph about my own inner demons.
When they start to talk before I'm done with my soliloquy, I get confused, thinking, "Please reserve your comments for the bottom of this post!" or... "This ain't Wikipedia, sister!"
My most interesting story, if people care to ask, is about Baby V's calamitous birth. But, I need to be repeatedly reminded... NOT OK TO TELL PREGNANT WOMEN THAT STORY. You're better off with the cholera stories there, I suppose.
My back-up topic was always "Lost," but it's still a few weeks from resuming, so I'm truly floundering.
I want to make friends, and I'd really like to keep the ones I have. But these days I get all nervous and middle-school-ish, blurting out boneheaded things rather than enduring a moment of awkward silence.
I'll just have to lean upon the cuteness of my children as a conversation topic. Because that NEVER gets old.
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Baby V is so perfect...one of those angelic baby faces. What a cutie.
Oh, and call me anytime, we can do coffee and just chat. Hugs.
Or you have to hang out with me, who jokes that our children have tuberculosis when they've had a lingering cough (not presently btw). Some people fail my irony/sarcasm test for friendship. You pass, my friend. Fear not.
I still haven't been able to master adult, non-baby-centric conversation. Especially with people who don't have kids. My all time least favorite question is, "So, what's new?" Please do not ask me this unless you want to hear how Chase's poop is now blue thanks to his fondness for blueberries and chewing on his navy colored hoody. Seriously. That's the best story I've got right now.
Too cute, too cute!
Also, Baby V? Cuter by the minute.
or you can just hang out with me and you will never need to talk because I will just talk ad nauseum.....It won't help with social skills but what the heck! And whenever do get a word in edgewise, I do think you are pretty darn witty. Cholera and all.
Have I mentioned today how much I love your kids btw? And how gorgeous they are?
You just aren't talking to the right people. The wet box with cholera? Totally hilarious.
You're lightyears ahead of me though. I still hiss and slink away from sunlight, let alone talking to people.
Nope it sure doesn't get old. That is one awesome picture.
I am so bad at chit chat conversation too. It gives me palpitations. I don't do much else besides work, blog and play with a toddler, so my topics are limited too. I suppose you could relay some of your colorful adventures in europe!
That's funny, well, now I understand why I "hang out" with you people. It's OK for me to talk about cholera and underpants as much as I want!
Cate is crying because I am looking at a photo of another cute baby...
Mamma d
Cate is crying because I am looking at a photo of another cute baby...
Mamma d
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