DH and I just got back from my faculty Christmas party. I really love most of the fabulous people I work with, but tonight really stretched me to my limits.
It started with my comment about the bow on top of the Christmas tree, and how I'd tried to make one myself and it wound up taking me hours. That was returned by "well, when you have kids, decorating the tree will be a whole different experience."
Then, someone asked us how the new house was. We said we loved it and really enjoyed the extra space. She replied with "well, you don't have kids, so I guess you have extra space."
Yes, thank you for pointing out to us we don't have kids. We might not have known that on our own.
Finally, we were talking to a group around the margarita machine, and someone commented that (jokingly) that we must drink a lot not to notice how strong the margaritas were. Someone else piped up with "Well, you don't have kids, so you dont' know what it's like to not go out drinking."
OMG! WE DON'T HAVE KIDS!?!?! THEN WHY THE F*&% DID WE HIRE A BABYSITTER!?!?!?
I'm so grateful we only have one more party to go to, and it's with women who know what's going on.