i had lunch in sausalito today with my friend C, whom i've known since our boys were at the same school, one of those "independent" schools that goes to 8th grade. i don't see her often, so while catching up we indulged ourselves in what might conceivably be called in polite company, well there's no way around it, bragging. however, first we agreed that since we'd both been witnesses to each other's hell at times while raising these boys, we could make an exception about that particular social prohibition. nice deal, huh?
her boys are stunning young adults, the kind we all hope for and secretly assume we'll have. and um, well, so are mine. that was a joke. no, no, it wasn't.
a happy time was had.