Gluten Free Breeze (formerly Brendygirl) Blog

"Is your clock ticking?" a 36 year old jobless man asked me the other night. (He is my male friend's female friend's ex-boyfriend...) WELL, that's the first time I've ever been asked that. I'm 31, and he didn't ask me that until I'd told him my age. Why on earth would he ask me that? Was he wondering if I was trying to scope out a potential sperm donor at the nightclub where we were? Did he infer, as he stared at me shaking my money maker to the vibrating hip hop beats, that my smile- logically- must be the product of visions of crying, coll-icky babies in my head? Oh, it must be that he reasoned that any hot James Bond girl like me must be DYING to trade in my 2 seater SLK retractable hardtop for a minivan pretending to be an SUV?

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To further the madness...when I went out with FBI guy he blurted out that he thought we'd have BEAUTIFUL children--and at that moment I had to will myself NOT to bolt right out of the restaurant. My mother has crocheted baby blankets for me and asked whether I want them now or should she save them for....

If you're a culprit of these ridiculous questions...Please, stop yourself!! What response do you desire? Why do you feel personal questions of this nature are your business? And if you're a parent, what on earth makes you think single women envy YOU????