My, how things have changed...

I went out to lunch with a work bud today, he's 25 ish, I am not. He told me tales of his exciting dating life, his rip-roaring, bar hopping, I'm gettin' drunk stories, and all about his two new side jobs, which he is making bank for...

...and then it was my turn.

Me: "Guess what I am doing J?"

Him: "What! Spill it!?"

Me: "I'm potty training a two year old."

Him: silent.

Him: "How's that going?"

Me: "Not so good, I let her wear her big girl panties last night and in less than an hour she had pissed all over the floor, twice."

Him: rolling his eyes.."Jesus, sounds like fun."

Me: "yeah, not so much..."

This conversation happened after he almost barfed in my car due to the rotten milk stench that I am apparently immune too. Upon inspection, I found 4 sippy cups under the passenger seat....

What the hell is happening to me?

Oh yeah, I'm a mom.