Well, turns out the joke's not so far from reality... Found out last night that one of our nieces is expecting. She's right in the wheel house age wise and since her dad passed away last year, we've kinda become the surrogate parents- the one's who helped sort through her dad's house and wrap up his estate, who she introduces the new boyfriend to and that sort of thing. Not so married, but, well, in this day and age that hardly seems a requirement anymore. So apparently, at the ripe old age of 35, I'm gonna be a "grandma". That's a big ol' HA to my mom who had to wait until she was darn near 60! (oh wait, don't tell her I said that...)
Now the funny part is there is a tiny little part of me that once again feels like I've gotten the shaft... Do things in the "correct order"- college, job, marriage, try to have a kid and look what I don't have to show for it but I really am 99% excited! This is gonna be so much fun!!!
