it’s good to be fifty one. first off, everybody lies about their age so much that whenever i ‘fess to fifty one i get the “no way” eyes. that’s good. second, i don’t have to prove anything–i’ve already raised the kids, there’s no major felony convictions, and if i’m not using a walker, i get bonus points. third, there’s this magazine–aarp–that i’ve suddenly got a free subscription to.
ure, the flesh is a little weaker, squishier, there’s lumps where there should be ba-dumps, and i have to rule out some cherished dreams–earlier this year, i learned that becoming a professional boxer is just not going to happen.
but sometimes i feel like reversing my digits. i love glee. i wear glitter nail polish–and eye shadow. i sometimes wear pink highlights although right now i have feathers. i listen to snow patrol. i text so much that jay, my verizon dude, says i need the children’s plan.
yesterday, i g0t to see my youngest facebook friend–fifteen with a driver’s permit–and all i want to say is “you’re beautiful just exactly as you are and please enjoy the ride!” f2fb friend #221 lizzy donahue lives down the street from me.
adorable, funny, smart--ah, my facebook friend lizzy has it all!
lizzy came over and we talked about this weekend–it’s homecoming! she has great plans and she showed me a picture of her dress on her cell phone. i was a little scandalized but my only piece of advice was don’t slouch.
then she said she wanted to help me with a pressing problem: right after i come back from alaska, i’ll be heading out for an around the world facebook odyssey. i need to brush up on my language skills. lizzy said “just smile, everybody understands a smile!”
we then went to see f2fb friend #222 the winnetka youth organization. otherwise known as the YO! it’s in the basement of the community house and it is where i have spent many a friday evening pretending to be too cool to scream with delight when one of my sons played. wyo director elizabeth fales is new to the place–they’ve recently had a complete turnover in staff–but she was game for air hockey. i lost badly and the video lizzy made of me playing air hockey had, ahem, technical difficulties. i think it’s weird that i can be facebook friends with a nonprofit organization. and it’s even weirder that i would lose at air hockey.