Where are my Grandbabies? (oh yeah, and Happy Thanksgiving)

So, Thanksgiving has come and gone. I can't believe that 2007 is almost over. For Thanksgiving, I flew to Dallas. Mom picked me up on Tuesday nite. We chatted for a bit back at the house mostly about my job and her non profit work.

Wednesday Jill and her beautiful baby boy, Ashton, came over. He has big blue eyes and lots of brown hair. He is very happy and good natured. He and I became good buddies during Thanksgiving. He seems to like and trust me. We went to lunch and had Mexican Food. I'm on vacation, so I'm getting Fajitas! It was good to see Jill as a mom. She seemed very natural and calm about it all. I'm really proud of her. She is finally truely in her element. Then I realized that I had forgotten to pack underwear, so we went shopping so that I could buy some panties. I went home for several hours, then back to Jill's house later that evening. We played with Ashton and looked up stuff to buy on eBay. Shop Victoriously!

Thursday was turkey day. However, we usually have Thanksgiving lunch, but for some reason we had Thanksgiving dinner. I hung around the house and then went to the Achten's for a bit.

I came back home and Chaz's girlfriend, Joey came over for Thanksgiving. Mimi is overly anxious for her grandkids to get married and produce great grand children. I think she feels that she is nearing the end of her life and wants to at least have a glimpse of where our lives will lead. However, none of the 4 grandchildren are ready for all of that. 2 out of 4 have significant others, but no one is close to marriage. Mimi and Dad reminded me MANY times that they don't have any grandbabies. I got to the point where I was really sick of hearing it. I felt that I had dissapointed them by not following the path that society sets out for us. Mimi even asked me 'Do you think you will ever marry?' and 'If you do find someone, do you think you will be able to change your ways enough to get along with him?' Based upon these questions, I can't imagine what she thinks of me. Does she see me as a lonely spinster with 8 cats later in life? Dad simply seems dissapointed. His peers have grandchildren to play with during holidays and his kids have produced none. What about my happiness? What about making the biggest decision of my life carefully? I'm not even sure if they care if I'm married at this point. They just want grandkids.

Sigh, well, I'm getting worked up and stressed out, so I will leave it at that.