ME? OLD?
I have been waiting such a long time to feel like an adult. Recently I was shocked to realize not only am I an adult, I am a middle aged adult! What?!?! how could this happen? But sure enough several things happened in the recent past to make me feel my age.
Don't get me wrong! I know I'm not THAT old! but I know I'm not all that young either.
An example of the world telling me that I am not as young as I thought was:
Some months ago T And I Were at a theme park. I was wearing one of my rock group shirts. this one is black (okay I think they are all black) and it reads "I Am Demon Hunter".
(I love that band) I was feeling good about myself. I was even thinking I was kinda cute. After all that morning a guy stopped me and talked to me because I was wearing that shirt. ( He likes the band also). So T and I were getting off of a roller coaster for the second or third time and the lady helping people out and making sure we all left the correct way said "oh do you have teenagers?" I couldn't for the life of me think what she meant and said "no." (heck! I am barely finished being a teenager myself lady!! How could I have a teenager?) she indicated my shirt and asked if I had borrowed from my teenager. I smiled (instead of hitting her silly) and said " no this is mine."
On top of that obviously nearly blind woman, mistaking me for someone old enough to have a teenager, (OK, my best friend is the same age as I am and her son is 18... but I'm not old enough!) I have had to rethink my concert habits and wonder if I can handle standing, jumping and head banging for four or five hours. (My back didn't used to ache like crazy after a few hours of rockin out)
So here I am, I guess I must be an adult since I am now, apparently old.
I do not plan to act my age until at least 75 or 80 when it will be ok to act like a kid again. So there roller coaster lady!
Don't get me wrong! I know I'm not THAT old! but I know I'm not all that young either.
An example of the world telling me that I am not as young as I thought was:
Some months ago T And I Were at a theme park. I was wearing one of my rock group shirts. this one is black (okay I think they are all black) and it reads "I Am Demon Hunter".
(I love that band) I was feeling good about myself. I was even thinking I was kinda cute. After all that morning a guy stopped me and talked to me because I was wearing that shirt. ( He likes the band also). So T and I were getting off of a roller coaster for the second or third time and the lady helping people out and making sure we all left the correct way said "oh do you have teenagers?" I couldn't for the life of me think what she meant and said "no." (heck! I am barely finished being a teenager myself lady!! How could I have a teenager?) she indicated my shirt and asked if I had borrowed from my teenager. I smiled (instead of hitting her silly) and said " no this is mine."
On top of that obviously nearly blind woman, mistaking me for someone old enough to have a teenager, (OK, my best friend is the same age as I am and her son is 18... but I'm not old enough!) I have had to rethink my concert habits and wonder if I can handle standing, jumping and head banging for four or five hours. (My back didn't used to ache like crazy after a few hours of rockin out)
So here I am, I guess I must be an adult since I am now, apparently old.
I do not plan to act my age until at least 75 or 80 when it will be ok to act like a kid again. So there roller coaster lady!
posted by Donna at 2:36 PM
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