Have you ever have one of those moments when you are just going through life, humming a little tune (maybe the theme song from The Smurfs?) and SCRREEEECH...the needle abruptly slides off the record player? By the way if you don't know the Smurfs theme song or what a record player is...I'm just gonna go ahead and say you are not old enough to have had one of those moments.
YET.
But your time's a comin'. And I would say not to bother reading this because it might depress you, but you probably won't believe it will actually ever happen to you...so read on in your delusion, my friend. Read on.
Anyway, back to the point. Have you ever had one of those moments when...
(and this is purely hypothetical, of course)
...you're looking in the mirror as your heading off to bed at night and you do a double take (with a slight look of horror) because you're not sure when that woman looking in the mirror became you?
or
...you're in the drive-thru at McDonald's with two kids in the backseat of your mini van (or SUV) that looks distinctly like the one from the "Mom My Ride" video you saw on You Tube and you're like...how.did.I get.here...exactly?
or
...you're having a nice dinner with a group of gals to celebrate a friend's 40th birthday and the waiter chuckles at the thought of this particular group of ladies talking about myspace?
(ahem)
or
(again, purely hypothetical here)
...you're having a conversation with a 20 something who is telling you that apparently his parents were actually cool way back when, but at some point they just stopped caring...and you can kinda relate. To the parents, that is?
or
(insert your moment here)
Anyone?
Saturday, March 29, 2008
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*Sadly raises hand* yes. all of those things. *sniff sniff* all of those things.
Or you walk by your dresser mirror on the way out of the shower and stop dead in your tracks because you see your head on your mother's body? Oy.
Nope not me!
Because unlike you--- I AM NOT OLD!
I'm sorry I couldn't relate at all to this post! And who are the Smurfs? I've never heard of Papa Smurf or Smurfette either! :)
Ot when a hot date night for you and your husband includes dinner, a movie and then clothes shopping for the kids.
Or when you see a picture of yourself and wonder when your mom came to visit.
Oh the joys of aging!
Xandra
Or when you and your husband are sitting on the couch at 7pm on a Friday night watching a show on TV about how they moved a bridge. And getting a little sleepy,too. Oh, and thanks for getting that song in my head.
Very funny. Or when you are holding a pair of your baby's pajama's in your hand but seconds later and you begin to dress the baby you cannot find the pajamas!
your driving through the town you grew up in, surprised by the new roads, street lights, and houses, when your little girl says, "mommy is this what it looked like in the olden days when you were little."
i look in the mirror and still look the same :-), but i think i am cheating on my husband with his father (who thankfully is very handsome).
Well, since my daughter told me today she thought for a moment I just turned 30 (instead of 40)...those moments have been temporarily erased.
Seriously, what about when you watch American Idol and realize you were graduating from high school when most of those kids were born?
Yeah, I have those moments EVERYDAY. Where did THAT (THOSE)line(s) on my face come from? Where did my chin and neck go? When did they become one? And the latest: I guess I'd better get to doing some strength training so osteoporosis doesn't shrink my height by 2 inches, and so my butt and bustline don't drop to regions they should never go.
I felt like smacking that waiter. And he just did NOT know when to shut up. He kept making it worse and worse for himself, and it was as if he wasn't even aware of it! Hello! Did you leave your brain at home before you came to work? Sheesh.
OR you ask your very hip, very cool niece what color she is going to dye her shoes for prom. And she looks at you like you have three heads and she tells you that she is wearing flip-flops. Then you look at her like she has 3 heads!! THEN you have a very good laugh about the fact that dyed shoes are so 1990's.
Susan's answer made me laugh out loud...not that I have thought that or anything! ;)
Rock on mama!!
Or you meet the worship leader at your church & in your mind you're about the same age & then you discover he's almost 10 years younger than you?...Don't I still look that young?
I totally had a McDonald's moment, when I was throwing chicken nuggets to the back of my van while trying to drive.
Great post!
Yeah. This one certainly stings a little. No matter how trendy I try to go with my hair - lately it still seems to look like my mom's hairstyle and thus...just like my mom (which by the way hasn't changed for about 30 years). I don't want to grow up. I don't wanna! :-)
I also love Susan's comment! So funny...and true!
Here's mine...
When talking about "constipation and how having enough fiber in your diet is very important" in the McDonald's playplace with your friends and finding it perfectly normal.
That's totally hypothetical. Really.
Ugh...
How about when you're talking to the babysitter about high school days, and then realize she can't relate to you...
or when you try to play hip christian rap in the carpool, and your daughter thinks you're just weird...
or when you and your husband find yourselves watching an info-mertial on body cleansing on a Friday night...
or when your realize you can now tell a story of something that happened to you "over twenty years ago!!"
Yeah, I have too many of those moments to count!
I always thought I would age gracefully...I find myself fighting with both fists, now!
I'm plucking the grays out one by one... I refuse to admit I'm getting older.... but time is ticking away... (DC Talk circa 1992)
Girlfriend...when your first born son has hair on his upper lip it REALLY gets bad. I mean for REAL!
I keep telling him that I am the best chick magnate around...chicks dig cool moms. He isn't buying it. Does that mean he does not think I am cool?
OR, how about when you go to the pharmacy to pick up your prescription and you realize that you used to baby sit the pharmacist?
OR,how about when you realize that french cut panties just dont flatter you like the whole belly/behind covering ones do?
OR, how about when you start complaining often about body aches and pains?
OR, how about when you have to start taking antacids, going to chiropractors, and have mammograms?
I remember the smurfs --- OH NO!!!! I AM OLD!!!
Just one word: ouch.
=)
Yeah, I remember the Smurfs. Always found it interesting that Smurfette was the only girl. Pretty soon, Baby Smurf came along. So who was the daddy? Hm? They never really said, did they? Sounds like a prime paternity show for Maury Povich.
Goodness... I can so relate to this on so many levels. My recent realization of my age was when I about freaked when I was out of face cream. Like missing one day was gonna do me in... like if I missed one day the whole world will know my true age!!
LOL!
Or you realize that maybe the trends are all for "young, hip" girls...and you just aren't anymore and you stand in the dressing room and realize...it no longer looks cute...you are too old for it...AHHHH
How do you know me so well already! Loved, laughed and grinned at this post!
Way to be real and love life the way it is.
girl...i SO can relate! i literally THANKED the lady at walmart for carding me this week. i THANKED her. and i meant it!
How about when you spend 10 minutes looking for a pacifier that is already in your baby's mouth!
These comments are giving me the giggles! hee hee!!
Okay, off topic, but as soon as I saw the title of your post, I was singing the Smurfs in my head. Scary that I knew what all those "la la la's" were. And Kenna Sue, good point regarding Baby Smurf. Sounds sequel-worthy to me.
Here are my "moments"---the ones I can remember, for all my senility.
I still think a '96 sounds like a pretty new car.
I still wish I could have a nice spiral perm.
I teach 6th grade, so I actually have underwear older than some of my students. (Kidding. maybe.)
Anyway, when I started my teaching career, the kids saw me as the same age as their older siblings. Now I'm about the same age as most of their parents. And soon I will be teaching THEIR children. And it doesn't help that I teach ANCIENT history.
I was flipping through a J.Jill catalog this week and saw an older looking model. Then I looked again and realized that I have all the same wrinkles that she has and wider hips besides. Sigh.
Oh my goodness. This post and the gazillion accompanying comments make me feel WAAAY less like a frumpy old woman and a little more normal (in an almost 4oish sort of way.) Thanks girls!
Kate
This is hilarious! And sad.
Sad, and true.
At least we're not alone, right? And we can laugh about it.
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