So last night a bunch of us got together and were gossiping. One of my friends said, “What do you think people say about us?”

I’m not sure what people say about me. As far as things about me that might be fodder for conversation, well, I imagine people discuss my infertility. (Not in a nasty way but in a “how’s Dawn doing?” kind of way and then whoever will say, “She was on clomid…” and the other person will say, “Really? What happened?” etc. And some people probably discuss what they think I should do and do some armchair quarterbacking over the situation.) And they might talk about this blog because so many of them find it freaky, you know, the exhibitionism.

But I think my friend was talking about what about us might be up for negative discussion and I can’t really say. I’m sure there was an alternate universe party going on somewhere where people were talking critically about me but as long as I don’t know about it, what do I care?

I’m actually trying to cut back on my gossiping and in one-on-one situations I’m getting better (believe it or not, I add for the sake of my real life friends who are reading this and raising an eyebrow in disbelief) but get me in a crowd and it’s like I put on my tap shoes and start dancing. My mom and sister are just like that and our big mouths are always getting us in trouble.

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