Not Cool, Not Cool At All

So I cant remember the exact situation, but some time over the weekend, my husband informed me that we are not cool. No, he said, we are not cool – people might find us nice, but not “cool”.

I begged to differ. I stated that whether or not people think we’re “nice” is their own problem, but are very cool.

I laid out the defense that he is the most artistic person I know and has a wealth of knowledge on the subject – and, hes married to me – who is also intelligent and crafty (pun intended). But it hit me last nigh, while we were watchingAntiques Road Show – Nope. Not cool. Not cool at all.

Its true.

I have always been ten years older than my age, and being 9+ months pregnant will make you feel ten times that. But over the last few years I have moved well into my thirties. I want to be a mom, with the station wagon, and – minus the jeans- even want to don the appropriate attire. M wants to wear bi-focals and sweater vests. He cant even say he’s in his “early” twenties anymore.

Not the we did to a large extent before, but we don’t “go out” much at all, our bed time is well before most happy hours even start, and I’m up before that sun everyday (which is hard to do in August). Neither of us are still out dating – we’ve been marred for years longer than most our pears, were becoming parents by choice, and M is back in school – not just taking classes to “find himself” (no need, you can find him in our house, on the computer, trying to better himself for the career he will use to support the four of us and the more of “us” to come.)

But a piece of me still hangs on to the idea that I/we can be cool adults.

Fortunately, my husband has a thing for middle age chicks and will think there is nothing hotter than coming home to me cooking his favorite meal and nothing sweeter than his four kids running to meet him - along with a puppy or four. And I - well if I do say so myself, think that I rock at this pregnancy thing and (with full awareness of the gravity of my calling) look forward to having a flock of children and dogs and being the band leader to orchestrate all of it!

So are we the hottest "it" couple?

not by a long shot

But would we want to be?

aaaa there it is.

Personally, I think being secure in the choices you make and the life you lead is far better than giving a shit if you're cool anymore (or if you ever were..).

So I'm good with this because Lord knows I will be informed of my Un-Cool status multiple time through out the remainder of my life by the very goobers that I gave "it" all up for.

Talk about un-cool...