This NY's Eve Dinner
She is a very dear friend.
She and I have a long shared history through the years - first jobs, string of lousy boyfriends, early married life, living abroad, raising husband and children, coming back to Singapore.
Back then, she was a vivacious, fun, funny woman who was delightful to be around and to have around.
These days, she is a slave to husband, two teenage boys, siblings, their spouses and children.
She asked what I'd be doing New Year's Eve. I said I might be invited out, and asked about her plans. She said she's fishing for an invite from me. The sons have parties to go to; she and husband will be on chauffeur duty.
Sigh. She is looking for a place to park herself in between driving the sons all over town all night.
I told her I will be invited out.
She is a very dear friend, and many things I will gladly do for her. But I cannot let her trash my dinner party with my family and friends on New Year's Eve.
3 comments:
you have your own programme, so no choice lah.
the street across my shop is going to be crazy (all pubs). thank goodness for night owl buses which i have just discovered. no need to fight for cabs.
Many people lose themselves after they have children. It's so sad.
tuti - i didn't want to deal with the unnecessary stress :(
wildgoose - yup. too bad.
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