The Wickedly Wonderful Stepmother

I finally got to see my friend Andria. For right now, we live in the same country, and we can never seem to find ten minutes for a phone conversation let alone dinner so tonight was fantastic. I ate too much and since my stomach has been bothering me lately I was a little quiet. After our two hour dinner we drove to Squires and met up with Andria's ex-boyfriend Andrew. I have never been to Squires before and I have never met Andrew so tonight was something new! Our 'quick' drink turned into two and a half hours of conversation and catching up. Andrew seems like a really great guy, but he needs to eat more vegetables. I sat back for a bit of the conversation at the end because the discussion had turned to their common friends (by common I mean mutual and not... well... common) and how they were all buying new houses or getting married, and I realized I am twenty-five years old. I am not saying I suddenly put a lot of pressure on myself to find Mr Right and get married, but it is interesting to me that so many people my own age are already thinking about their mortgage payments. Andria whipped out pictures of Joe and Jake at the dinner table and those are a couple of the cutest kids I have ever seen! Andria says they have taken to her nicely and they missed her the instant she drove away from them after dropping them off at home. I looked up at her and said 'You are going to be a stepmother!'. She didn't freak out or go pale, she just smiled and said with the confidence that could only come from Andria - "Yup! I know!" She truly is excited about this amazing new life in England with Jeff and his boys and I know they can only benefit from having her in their lives.

I am a slightly selfish person at heart and therefore am allowed to say I don't want her to move away.