–I’m getting old. I went to Adam’s office party last night. I did not get drunk. I did not saying anything that could potentially get Adam fired. I did not embarrass myself or anyone else. It was a whole different world. There’s no way around it, people: Getting old sucks. I miss the old days of post-party shame and humiliation. If nothing else, it gave me lots to blog about.
–I cannot stop listening to She & Him’s version of “Baby, It’s Cold Outside.”
–My son’s e-mailing has gotten a little out of control. He has mastered the emoticon. He sent me an e-mail with the subject line “look what I can do” and the text read, “Dear Mom, [e-mail full of emoticons] From, Doodles.” I wrote back, “Yes, but can you put your dirty clothes in the hamper? That would REALLY impress me!”
The boy? The boy wrote back,
Dear Mom,
Yes I can put my dirty clothes in the hamper I just chose not to!
From
Doodles
He apparently also chooses to ignore punctuation.
–I’m not ready for the holidays. I’m not ready for the holidays. I’m not ready for the holidays.
–My son got his holiday ‘do. A red faux-hawk. He wanted blue, but it was too dark to really show. So red it is.
–Next week I’m going into my kids’ classrooms to make latkes. But it’s not really making latkes. According to the e-mail sent out, it’s “Hanukkah Cultural Enrichment.”
All right. Time to deck the halls in boughs of potatoes. Or something. This house is lacking in cheer, and my children are demanding I change that. Fa la freakin’ la.
WHAT?!?! I was looking forward to a juicy blog post!! Are you going back to New York any time soon?? 😉
New Year’s tradition is Miami Beach. I do lots of drinking there. I’m sure there will be SOMETHING to blog about! 🙂
Is it that we’re old, or that we’ve finally graduated from CWITs to CWs? Sigh.
Meg!!! I’ve missed you! And, I fear horribly, horribly, horribly that you are right. It hadn’t occurred to me. That might be a good blog post for a cold drunken night, the transition and how it snuck up on us (okay, me). 🙂