i like that with a quick glance we can share the same thought.
a number of weeks ago i babysat my sister's offspring. while i was there i had a conversation with joelle about how old i am.
she says to me "you're kind of like a teenager, right?",
i tell her "no, not really. i'm a grownup",
to that she says "well you're kind of in between a teenager and a grownup",
"no, i really am a grownup" i insist.
i'm not exactly sure what is about me that she associates with being a teenager, but she wouldn't let it go. i just concluded that she equates me not being a parent as not being a grownup (i'm pretty sure when i was little that 'grownups' was another word for 'parents'). however, i'm beginning to think that she might be on to something. she may actually just be very astute. my reason for thinking this is because i'm having shannon over on friday night for a good old fashion sleepover. the kind teenaged girls have with pizza and pedicures – except ours will involve alcohol and R rated movies (sex and the city). i'm really excited about it. and it's left me wondering if i'm an unusual 29 year old, or if my contemporaries just don't have sleepovers because they're married with kids. i've concluded that i'm perfectly ok with being a teenaged-grownup hybrid. i like being this way – young with the experience of life. some may say i'm immature, others might say i'm a "young 29". i don't know if i agree with either assessment. i'm just different. i guess next time joelle tells me that i'm kind of like a teenager i'll tell her "ya, i guess i am".
i want to tell you a secret – a secret of my own.
i had a great time at storytellers tonight. andrew challenged us with our writing activity. we've dwindled in numbers. people have moved away, others have been swept away with the busyness of life. the girls greatly out number the boys – poor andrew and jay. we'd like more people to join us with their pencils and notepads. it's a fun time, fun and rewarding. maybe you should come. you really don't need to be crazy awesome, it's a learning and stretching experience.
buy buy, says the sign in the shop window,
why why, says the junk in the yard.
8 comments:
i like you.
i like you too :D
I'm a big fan of the title.
you'd better sleep with one eye open.......
:p
yeah, about that - what's with the threats?! for shame Lesley, FOR SHAME.
You are totally Shannon's dealer. There. I said it.
you can't have an opinion about something you have never seen. watch a whole episode, nay a whole season, THEN make your judgments.
shanno fell asleep. so we're going to watch the rest in the morning. does she do that to you a lot? i kept trying to keep her awake, but have given up :p
actually yeah, she does that all the time. I refuse to watch a movie with her past 9:00pm...otherwise it's just me watching it.
speaking of movies you've watched with shanno. sex and the city is no worse than the reader. you just THINK it's bad because the word sex in the title.
the reader is one of my favourite movies by the way.
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