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So I never did go to the coffee shop to meet the guy. I’m not sure what he expected me to do, but I hardly find it appropriate to ask a girl out when she doesn’t even know your name.
Okay, I lied. I would have gone to the coffee shop to meet him, but Emma, my life long best friend text me half way there asking me if I’d watch her twins Maddy and Lee while she ran errands. She asked if I was busy, I simply told her, no, I was on my way to get some coffee, then heading home to most likely read, because I had nothing better to do. Had I told her the truth, she would have forced me to go. Emma jumps on the opportunity to go on a date with a hot guy. And I’ve been single since the day I was born. She just wouldn’t have it.
At least it was nice outside. I could sit outside and read while the twins played in the backyard. Of course it’s pointless to read while I’m watching the twins because I can’t really focus enough on it, and I end up forgetting what I read anyway. The last time I got caught up in my book while watching them, Lee managed to break the lid off his sippy cup fill it with mud and then take it inside and stick it in the microwave. I didn’t even hear him sneak past me I was so involved in my book. He managed to bring me back intro reality when he started screaming at the microwave because he couldn’t get it to work. “Lee! What are you doing?!” I yelled at him as I ran through the back door, into the kitchen. Turns out, he was trying to make chocolate milk. Just, great. Needless to say, I didn’t bother mentioning the little incident to Emma. I’m not a bad babysitter. Really, I’m not.
When I got to Emma’s I could hear the twins screaming at each other as I approached the door. I didn’t even bother knocking because she’s my best friend, it sounded like she had her hands full, she probably wouldn’t have heard me knock anyway, and she knew I was on my way. I instantly regretted it because the moment I walked in, the kids aimed their obnoxious behavior at me, ran for me and leaped at me causing me to drop my coffee. Thank goodness her floors are wood. But still. There went four bucks out of my wallet. I hadn’t even managed to get a sip out of it. Bummer.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry Jackie. These kids are so loaded on energy today, they are driving me crazy. You know what, maybe I should just stay home, I’d hate to leave you alone with them like this” Emma had some kind of red stuff all over her blouse. I didn’t even ask. By the looks of it, she had a failed attempt at making them lunch.
“No, it’s okay. I can handle it Em, just go change and I’ll fix them something to eat then take them outside.” I couldn’t help but laugh. She looked pathetic with her, whatever you want to call it, all over her blouse, her hair in a frizzed mess, and the kids still pouncing around like wild cats.
Emma is 19 and a single mother of twin 3 year olds, yet still manages to pull of college and a part time job. Of course her parents help her a little bit with rent so she could live in her own place, but I still admire her for the hard work she puts into each and everyday to keep her kids happy and taken care of. It’s a shame the same can’t be said about the father.
“Look ‘yacky, I gots pwincess shoes!” Maddy danced around me in her new pink ballet slippers her Grandma had given her. “Very pretty Madison” I patted her on her head and worked my way into the kitchen.
My heart melted actually. I adored the twins. Despite how obnoxious they could sometimes be. I loved them as if they were my own. Everything they do is so cute and I find myself wishing I had my own little booger. But at the same time, when I catch myself thinking about that, I tell myself I’m never going to have kids. I refuse to have kids without being married, and like I said before, I just can’t see myself getting married right now. I can’t see myself getting married at all. I shutter at the thought.
I’m going to grow into an unmarried single old hag who does nothing but crochet and read.
I don’t know. Maybe the guy at the bookstore can convince me to feel otherwise. Maybe he’ll be my prince charming who will come sweep me off my feet and save me from my boring life.
No. That can’t happen. Guys as good looking as him are never the keepers. Hot guys come with a catch. Hot guy, great…you know, but they never stick around.
Looks like Im stuck with Maddy and Lee for now. But I’m okay with that.
Of course, the twins didn’t fail to break my thoughts by pulling a glass off the table, allowing it to shatter in a million pieces on the floor….
(I have no idea where Im going with this. Excuse my ramble of a story. There is no point. Just a bunch of words spilling out of my head to kill time. Eh)
 DearKoyangi · Tue Jan 06, 2009 @ 11:56pm · 0 Comments |
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