What the crap? Today I was sitting on my lawn with my baby just watching him discover grass when a fairly decent young man came riding by on his bike. Of course I looked...at the BOY riding on his bike. You know, the Tony Hawk riding on his bike, kind of bike. Anyway, the boy/young man had a beard so he had to be what? 19? 20? (please) Then, like a ton of bricks it hit my blessed head. I'm freaking 32 years old. Did you hear me? 32! What the crap am I doing looking at a 20 year old boy (oh my wonderful cougar self)?
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I'm 32 and I'm sure that 20 year olds are not looking at my frumpy Fatty McFatterson and the twin self? No... no, surely they are looking at other freaking hot Daisy Duke type 20 year olds.
Of course, it doesn't matter if they look at me because I'm married and all... happily... but still...
Piss.
I'm 32 and have 4 kids. When did that happen?
5 comments:
I feel your pain in a different way... I'm 30 and married with NO kids... and I feel the clock ticking... but I still feel 20 years old inside and just can't bring myself to accept my age... and don't worry, it's okay to be a cougar. :)
It was a tremendous blow to me to realize that George Clooney is young enough to be my child.
annegb... um ya I would probably feel that way too! :D
i'm 36 and there's some cuties on campus and i catch myself checking them out..for about 20 seconds before i realize: they're in my daughter's age range.
i wouldn't have liked them when i was 23, so why am i looking at them now?
/sigh
mfranti... I know! I know! That is what happened when I realized he was, like, 18 and riding a bmx bike. What the..?
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