When, a month ago, H.said told some friends of his they were welcome to drop in for lunch today, he forgot that Passover starts tonight. I made him feel bad about it for a while, then said that so long as he cooked and cleaned up and didn't make anything traif it would be ok. So he did. At the last minute I decided that being pudding-less was a bad idea so I whipped up some caramel oranges which turned out surprisingly well.
Anyway, there's me being distracted by food again. The point of this entry was to say that on my way home last night I was suddenly stricken by a belief that these friends would announce today that the wife, P., is pregnant. M and P met three months after we did, got engaged 2 months after we did, moved in together 2 months after we did, and got married 2 months after we did. So I decided that since the universe is good at throwing these kind of curve balls, they would undoubtedly be pregnant having started trying 2 months after we did.
I freaked out a bit, and my lovely husband managed to calm me down. He called M on a pretext about something else, and managed to elicit the information that P is not pregnant. He didn't ask if they were trying, so I've no idea if this is ok by them or something that they're finding hard. My guess is the former since she is much younger than me (around 30 I think) and they spoke excitedly about a trip to Indonesia this summer which I don't think they'd be planning if they were trying.
I don't know how I would have coped if they were pregnant. I teared up just thinking about it last night. I know that's mean and irrational but there you go, I guess that's just where I am right now. Perhaps it's being compounded by a little Passover stress. Contemplating the next 8 days full of Matzah doesn't fill me with joy, but there you go. It's even worse for H. because he's such a bread addict. I've bought some matzah meal which I don't usually do so I'm going to see what I can make from Evelyn Rose's cook book that will help get him through next week.
In the meantime I need to go and get changed before we head over to my cousin's house for Seder. Happy Pesach to everyone, I hope your Seder this evening goes well. And if you're not the Seder kind, I hope your Saturday evening is a lovely one.