So, today has been one of those days that I made me start to think that I must be getting old. It started off when I went to donate blood and the nurse asked me if I had ever donated under another name. I answered, yes, one time in high school but that was a long time ago. Looking at my record with my birth date right there (which she had asked me for about 6 times up until this point), she said, "Yes, that was a long time ago, a very long time ago". Thanks for the reality check, I was feeling a little too young and perky today. Later, Lauren tells me she is going to dress up for her Tap Dance recital in "old type clothes" and that she needs a tie dyed shirt and long straight hair for the performance. She tries to describe it to me and I tell her I know just what look she wants and she seems surprised that I'd be familiar with that. So then comes the icing on the cake. I start helping Tyler with his math homework. He's learning division. I am totally confused with this "new math" stuff and feeling a little old and take some scratch paper and tell him I'll teach him the way I know how (which I think is pretty easy). He puts his head down and says: "Oh, no mom, not the olden days way". So I have been bumped up to the "olden days" crowd. At least I know there will be good company there!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Am I really that old?
So, today has been one of those days that I made me start to think that I must be getting old. It started off when I went to donate blood and the nurse asked me if I had ever donated under another name. I answered, yes, one time in high school but that was a long time ago. Looking at my record with my birth date right there (which she had asked me for about 6 times up until this point), she said, "Yes, that was a long time ago, a very long time ago". Thanks for the reality check, I was feeling a little too young and perky today. Later, Lauren tells me she is going to dress up for her Tap Dance recital in "old type clothes" and that she needs a tie dyed shirt and long straight hair for the performance. She tries to describe it to me and I tell her I know just what look she wants and she seems surprised that I'd be familiar with that. So then comes the icing on the cake. I start helping Tyler with his math homework. He's learning division. I am totally confused with this "new math" stuff and feeling a little old and take some scratch paper and tell him I'll teach him the way I know how (which I think is pretty easy). He puts his head down and says: "Oh, no mom, not the olden days way". So I have been bumped up to the "olden days" crowd. At least I know there will be good company there!
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Sorry about that Michelle but you're only as old as you feel! And I for one feel about a hundred and six. One thing that ALWAYS makes me feel old, and stop me if I've already told you this, is when I'm walking through the grocery store and some kid WHIZZES by me in a pair of those shoes with the wheels on the bottom. A: I don't even know what to really call them, B: I always want to shake my cane at them and yell "Slow down ye whippersnapper!". See? A cane! I told you I'm a hundred and six!
That is so funny, you have always seemed young to me I think because I can remember when you got married, etc... I guess it's all what side of things you're looking from - or it also might mean I am getting old, too!
HAHAHAHAHA, that is too funny, out of the mouths of babes, you gotta love it.
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