Something's been bugging me all day today.
I went to see my parents yesterday, and before I left they took me out for dinner (by the way, if you're ever in Grand Rapids and want good food, take State Highway 38 out about 11 miles or so from town and you'll find this place called the Wilderness Pub--it's EXCELLENT), and my mom's best friend came along with us. As usually happens whenever I get together with people who've known me since I was a child, the conversation turned to my schooling. My mom's friend asked me what classes I was taking and what I planned on doing after I graduated. I told her a little bit about my plans to work on a master's degree and either a doctorate or and MFA, and my plans for writing and possibly teaching. Then she turned to my mom and sort of laughed and said something like, "So, no plans for kids I guess."
I don't think she meant it to be insulting. In fact, I know she didn't because she's a nice lady who wouldn't do that. But still. I didn't have a reaction last night, but the more I think about it, the more it bugs me, and I can't quite place why.