Old? Nope. Classic.

I know, why all the cornyness these days, it's just in the air I guess.
I'm just a sucker when it comes to Mancini... Gotta love the 60's ;-)
Last weekend I was stupid enough to say some things out loud I'd rather kept quiet (that happens too frequently these days, sometimes bubbly feelings are best kept to yourself) - and for some reason, all of sunday I caught myself humming this tune:


It's been some confusing days and weeks, and I still feel like scrambled eggs on toast :-)
I never thought 24 was one of them Important Identity Crisis-ages, doesn't that normally come at about 30?

Anyhow, that's what's been going on. I haven't quite been myself lately, and apparently I can't cover it all up with fake smiles and loads of concealer, if now my collegues start to notice it too.
For all you peeps out there thinking about having kids: it's a bliss, I wouldn't trade it for a gazillion dollars, life with a baby is filled with moments to remember and you notice something amazing about 'em everyday - just don't hope of being a parent ànd someones partner. Not if you are both parenting the same child anyway ;-) It's nonsense that you can cope with a fulltime job, a baby, a mortgage, (at least) two families, hobbies, friends, a husband and hopefully some alonetime. Nonsense I tell you! ;-) The expectations are too freakin' high and frankly, I ain't ashamed to admit that I _can't_ cope. Feel like taking my baby and moving to planet ALONE.

OK, now I can't overexaggerate: I'm SUPERhappy I decided to have kids this early on; in about 3 years when school starts, I'll have the majority of my life back and will only be 27. At about 35 he'll be in highschool, and by the time he moves out I'll only be 40something. But, on the downside: having a baby and a relationship that's not going the way it should be going, scares the crap (is that Walter? sorry, inside joke for all you Jeff Dunham fans out there) out of me.

Blèh. Wish I had a fortune telling mirror or something.