You’d think that I would already feel like a grown up. I’m over 30, have owned two houses, been married, am 8 months pregnant, have been out of university for 8 years and my high school just had a reunion which marked 12 years since I graduated.
But I have to admit, the thing that has really put it into perspective is a chat with my lawyer last week about setting up a will. (Ok, he’s not ‘my’ lawyer, he’s my good friend EAP who happens to practice law and will dole out free advice over lunch sometimes.) There wasn’t a second of hesitation when I posed the question about Dan and I needing to set up a will. “Of course you need a will…” And then came the list of necessary steps to make it happen, including that it apparently takes only half an hour and is relatively inexpensive.
It’s not that I didn’t ever think I’d need one, but having a baby puts a new spin on things for us. If something would have happened to me before this, I doubt my family would have fought each other very hard for my teeny CD collection, my Disney (VHS) tapes, my burgundy coloured ghetto blaster or my 1988 Volkswagon Fox. Or maybe they would have. Who am I to place a value on such stellar items…especially the Fox.
But now we have greater things at stake. We have to make decisions that I never thought I’d have to make. What if something happens to both of us? It’s no longer about the ridiculous material things (though I still have the Disney tapes – anyone want to call dibs?), but now these decisions could possibly affect our babe and the lives of our family should the unthinkable happen. Egads.
Hmmm…deep thoughts for a Wednesday afternoon, and on the second last day of work to boot. I need to get my head back on striaght and into celebration mode. No better way to do that than a Peppermint Mocha Latte from Starbucks. Oh wait. I should have said no better non-alcoholic way………
Heather - Nothing like a breakfast cereal that made your teeth hurt.
Mmm. Those were the days.
Alicia - I’m a Cap’n Crunch girl myself.
A cereal that actually shreds the insides of your mouth.
Good Times.
shannen - I hate Cap’n Crunch for that very reason. The ‘top of the mouth’ shreddage. It’s painful.
My sugary fave was Lucky Charms. Though I haven’t tasted a Lucky Charm in 15 years or more, I know that they are still magicaly delicious. Same goes for pogos and the cold, square pizza from Montreal.
Sonja - I can’t believe no one has mentioned Fruit Loops. Tucan Sam would be very disapointed in all of you (except for me, I’m still loyal).
shannen - Lucky could kick Toucan sam’s ass any day. Just say the word.
Brandon - Post dropped “Sugar” from the name around 1986, when the cereal name changed to Super Golden Crisp. By about 1992, they dropped “Super”, and it’s just been Golden Crisp since then.
Funny how they still call him *Sugar* Bear.