So this is what is making me feel my age this weekend. We are thinking about having kids (although not trying to at this point) and this morning - even though it was almost noon, it was still technically morning - I realized that if we had kids already there was no way in hell I would be eating cereal in bed, still in my pyjamas, watching The Virgin Suicides. Btw, it is two hours later and I am still in my pyjamas although I have washed my face and I am contemplating going oustide, but really only to go see a movie. I think I will miss this life.