Hi, my name is Four Kubicek

In my humble opinion, one of the strangest things in the world is maternal/paternal predisposition. I went to dinner with some friends last night (mmmm Chili's) and of course immediately noticed all the cute babies near me. Two of the three guys also liked to look at the babies and kind of even did that awkward-across-the-restaraunt-smile-and-wave thing that everyone does and probably annoys the parents of the baby. And the waiter who's trying to serve you while you ignore them going, "Hi!! Hi there! Hi!" Two of them were cool with the fact that my baby sense has been in overdrive recently. (I blame the snowman onsie I saw in JCPenny's.) And the third thinks that puppies are cuter than babies.

You read correctly. He thinks PUPPIES are cuter than BABIES. And yes, we are friends somehow. Anyways, we started joking with him about how he's going to end up with the most kids out of all of us. Which lead to us joking about what a terrible father he would be (not really, just in this situation) and how he would just name his children by numbers. The first born would be One, the second Two, Three, etc., etc. Which got me thinking about maternalism(?). Why are some people so sure they don't want children and others so sure they do? Why do I physically want to have a baby, when the thought of a serious relationship (let alone the "M" word) and children FREAKS ME THE FUCK OUT? (Pardon my french)

Weird stuff, eh?

A Public Service Announcement:

Brought to you by Kendall and Kaitlin's Kitchen (hahaha... no? Just me?).

Okay, people (read: men): NEWSFLASH:
Calling a girl you're interested in "buddy", "pal", or any other non-gender specific terms is WRONG. If you want in our pants (or, you know, our hearts) do not make us feel like the your friend's younger brother, who tags along with you and kinda annoys you, but mostly you secretly think he'd kinda be your ideal perfect son, if you ever get married, plus you always wanted a little brother, but no matter how much you begged your mom, she gave you two annoying little sisters who stunk up the house with Nair and nail polish, and so it's kinda cool showing a little kid around all the time, but it can get kinda annoying when you want to scam on chicks...

But I digress...

The point is, GENTLEMEN, it's a complete and total turn off, and has, on more than one occasion, made me lose interest in someone, just because they called me "pal", "buddy", "bud", "pally", or ANY OTHER VARIATION.
Kapeesh?