You couldn't pay me to be 8 again
Our neighbor's daughter had a birthday party today. She's very sweet and very smart and turned 8 or 9, I can't remember which. It doesn't matter. Listening to those happy little girls making their happy little sounds -- the giggling, the whispering, the chattering -- it struck me that there's really no amount of money that would convince me to go back and relive that age. Or any age other than the one I'm at right now. In fact, when I think back over my life, I'm struck by how embarassing so much of it has been. (And I'm not just talking about how I stalked Judybat in college. That worked out OK for everyone involved. Except that boy she was supposed to go out with that night. Heh-heh. I win!)
The good news: By the time I'm 40, I think I'll have reached the point where I don't make an ass out of myself every day. And by the time I'm 50, I might have achieved enough wisdom NOT to be horrified when I reflect on how I behaved as a young thing. Maybe. We hope.
Judybat, meanwhile, keeps getting better. She replaces toilets, she prunes the garden, she fixes four-course gourmet meals. She manages not to get angry in the middle of the night when I fail to hear The Boy screaming.
Oh, wait, that's not true. She gets very angry. Very, very angry.
More good news. We're naming the second baby Roy, in case anyone was wondering.
posted by AnnaRay at 6:54 PM
5 Comments:
WHEN are you naming the second baby Roy??
You were not embarrassing at any age. You were always the well behaved, appropriate child. you were smart, cooperative, funny and a joy to be with. You just did not want to spend time with idiots. You preferred your own company to being with people you didn't like. Now that you are older you have found friends and loved ones whom you admire.That works well.PS Roy is a funny name for a girl.
That was a freaking awesome game, but why Roy? Marvin would be much more appropriate.
Who was the boy who got left hanging that night? I have a vague mental image of a nebbishy, curly-haired glasses kinda guy.
That's the one! The nice Jewish boy I met at the Elie Weisel lecture. We were both front row center, because we were the only ones at the University of North Carolina who thought we should get those tickets as soon as they went on sale lest they sold out. Silly Yankees.
Oh God that's funny about the northern Jewish guy! I *love* that kind of funny-as-a-result-of-misoverestimating.
Re: Roy -- HELL YEAH! That was a serious mofo game. And then the women crushed Duke in the ACC finals?!
Now, onto the big show...
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