Tuesday....Ahh the only day of the week I can drag my lazy ass up the stairs to sit behind the computer these days. Thank goodness IA and I have decided to continue this meme for without it I'd be nonexistent in the blogsphere.
It dawned on me this morning that I am officially old. I have crossed over to the dark side and TBT {I'll touch on that acronym in a minute} it's scary here!
I remember the days when my Mom, who I love dearly, would say or do something that would make me curl up in the fetal position from mere humiliation and rock back and forth Rain Man style. Looking back I can see now that all she was doing was breathing in my presence. Well, guess what? I think I may be breathing a little too heavy for my girls taste.
As I was perusing FaceBook, read stalking my daughters, I saw that Peanut was participating in the ever so popular TBH and TBT memes. I was familiar with TBH thanks to Honey a few years back but the TBT stumped me. After a tisk and huge eye roll Peanut educated me on the Truth Be Told
When I was in middle school, it was so long ago we called it Jr. High, when you had a boyfriend you "went out". I can still remember the irritation and how the hair on the back of my neck stood up when my Mom would ask "where are y'all going?". I am, presumably of course, doing the same to my girls now when I ask them "what are y'all talking about?" when they {just Peanut now since Honey has a full time man} tell me they're "talking" to so-and-so.
I have also learned recently that just because the other kids think I'm cool doesn't mean that my own girls do. When I start quoting Fat Amy and singing Titanium in public the other girls laugh {not at me of course} and join me while mine beg me to stop then resort to looking a lot like I did back in 1983 while rocking back and forth in the fetal position in the nearest corner.
It's apparently also never ok to look good in a pair or Rock Revival jeans, rock out to "your jam" with the windows down while at a stop light, whistle at cute boys then slow down when driving next to them, be called a MILF, comment on a FB thread- especially a TBT or TBH, post pictures of yourself that show even a millimeter of cleavage on Instagram, and "creep on" your daughters and their friends on Twitter. FTR, look at me throwing out an acronym, I feel strongly that if you post anything on a social media site all rights to privacy are off.
In short, I guess I've hit the time in my life where I'm supposed to slip on a moo-moo, put rollers in my hair and just get old, after all I am almost 43.
NOT!
I think I'll tots stick to rockin' my Rock Revivals, singing David Guetta loud and off key, noticing cute boys {as long as they're legal} and living life to it's fullest!
What have you done that has made your kids moan in humiliation Maaahhhhhmmm? Bring it on, I want to know!
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I hugged Turbo as we were leaving the rec center and he pulled away and said you don't have to do that here! He's nine. It has started.
The one thing my daughters hated was when I slapped them on the bottom in public. You know, I never thought nothing of it. I only did it in a playful loving sort of way just like when they were tiny, but when your kids...especially daughter hit their teens then world revolves a bit differently. It took me quite some time to re-train myself to NOT slap daughters bottom. At which time I decide I'd best not slap DS's rear anymore, too, even though it was several years before he would be a teen. After all, I want to learn from my goofs not repeat them. Great fun post. Thanks for hosting!
Lol oh man. I tell match all the time that we are going to embarrass the hell out of piglet with our dorkiness. :-) I used to call it going out too, and my parents would say, but you don't go anywhere, you can't drive! I think the new term talking makes sense.though no one talks on the phone anymore, so shouldn't it be texting? I'm not even 30 yet, and I'm already too old. I didn't understand half those acronyms. You go on with your bad milf self!
Mine is 10 right now so I haven't completely embarrassed her yet and she tells me I won't. I keep telling her wait a couple years :). And yeah, we called it going out too and my parents asked where we were going :)
Haaaa I loved this... ohhh the things I have to look forward to. I do on occasion get the eye roll when I start dancing or singing but for the most part my girls still think "This is fun mom!"
Nothing yet... but I am totally ready!
But hey if they other kids are liking you than that means your daughter's someday will look back and see how cool you are... but even if your mom is cool, it is so hard to think it in the moment.
It wasn't my mom as much as my dad that always embarrassed me. He was/is a heavy set guy and is extremely smart but not that social and so I was often embarrassed just having him around, which makes me sad now to admit that but it's true.
At least you won't be grandparent age when they graduate like we will! I am sure we will be so uncool!
whenever I sing in the car that completely embarrasses Jr......or just turn around and look at him...and he's only 11...can't even imagine what the teenage years will be like!
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