Those things that run through my head, enough times now I think of it more of an inventory of i cant help being me, than regrets... Surely I am not the only one blurting inappropriateness.
1. I remember my lovely neighbours, just met, invited me and the kids over for tea as Steve was away. We had a yummy roast I think, and maybe this comment was lost in the background noise, I wish. Me' yeah, it's hard when you can't cook anything interesting anymore because of what the kids like to eat' mmmm seems less retarded out of context.
2. Me' we may look at having more children, god willing, after our ski holiday at the end of the year'. Not only does this sound as contrite as a toff, but it was said to a table full of career women my age with no kids and all recently separated from boyfriends, yes they were uniting in their anti-ness and I happily displayed how out of touch you can become as a housewife. One good thing, maybe I just confirmed their doubts about giving up that career ladder to get pregnant and go on ski holidays.. Or was that the other way around..
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