Those Weren’t The Days

September 8, 2009 at 9:47 am 19 comments

I’m not sure how I feel about going 3 days without you guys. I opened up my laptop to tap out a quick post and stared at the screen for quite some time. Not because I don’t have anything to tell you. Heavens, no. It’s currently Monday night after a very eventful three day weekend. I have a ton to tell you, I’m just having a hard time organizing my thoughts and getting something put to life.

Let’s just talk about Friday. Baby steps. First, here’s my hair. (This is Molly in her game day gear!)


I got out of work a bit early on Friday. My boss usually does that the day before a holiday, and sometimes he’ll do it randomly when he’s in a good mood. I enjoy those days. So I left about 4:15. Earlier in the day I got a phone call from the hair salon. I had an appointment scheduled with them at 6:00 on Friday evening. They called because they had a cancellation and wanted to know if I could come earlier. It was at that point that I cursed myself for being an adult.

I get frustrated when I realize that adults have to keep far different schedules than kids do. I think this is where this the phrase “Ignorance is Bliss” comes from. I’m happy with my life and my responsibilities until I am reminded that not everyone in the world is the same as me. I love my house until I see someone’s beautiful wood floors. I love what I’ve ordered at a restaurant until I see what someone else has ordered. You get it?

So there I was, having one of those days. Lyndsey got off work at 1. Lauren got off work at 3. This made me angry. I wished I could go. I wished I could be a high school student and hang out with my friends all day. Or a kindergartener and take naps at school. I wanted to be young again. Well, younger.

I wanted to tell the people at the salon that, no, I couldn’t get there any earlier and thanks a lot for rubbing it in. But instead I told them that I would do everything in my power to come a bit earlier but I couldn’t guarantee anything.

Like I said, I got off work about 45 minutes early. So I headed straight to the salon. As it goes, of course they weren’t ready for me. I wasn’t mad. I took that opportunity to sit and catch up on some celebrity gossip, which I never do because I’d so much rather write about myself than read about Octomom. I currently only get my celebrity news from the morning show I listen to or Chelsea Handler. And I realized that I should probably keep it that way.

I opened up a wrinkled copy of OK! magazine and started forming my opinion about Who Wore It Better? and then all of a sudden I over heard two teenaged girls on the couch next to me discussing how exciting it was that they were going to try Tampax Pearl because “they are those fancy tampons with the thick string” or something. I immediately felt inferior to these 15 year old girls because I am cheap and only buy Kroger brand tampons. I felt like telling them that they are all the same and to stop wasting their parents’ money but then they’d probably just call me old and make me cry.

I kept my head down and continued reading my magazine. I turned the page and my jaw dropped. Have celebrities always been this young? Do they just seem young since I’m getting older or is there really a trend of young slutty girls in the media? All I know is that when I turned the page I saw some chick from My Sister’s Keeper in lime green heels that are about 5 years too old for her. It made me sad to see her dressed that way. So I moved to the next picture and saw Miley Cyrus singing at one of her concerts. She was wearing disgustingly short shorts and boots that were gaping open because her tiny pre-teen calves are too thin to fill them out. But the kicker here was that those tiny legs were wrapped around a stripper pole.

(Let me take a second here to vent. Girls, singing while wrapped around a stripper pole makes you trashy. No wonder guys think it’s okay to call girls ‘sluts’ and treat them with disrespect. If you don’t respect yourself, why should they??? Also, who is allowing Miley to do this? Don’t yall know that half of her fan base is under the age of 10? Billy Ray, be a father and stop letting your child dance around on a stage in next to nothing. I could go on and on but that’s not the point of this post. Maybe one day I’ll do a post title “What’s Wrong With America.”)

I let out a huge sigh and shook my head at Miley and looked at the next picture. Jamie Lynn Spears carting around her baby. Oh dear.

I decided I was done with that magazine. I couldn’t handle it anymore. The more I read about trash like that, they more I’m tempted to get my tubes tied and refuse to bring an innocent child into this sad world. Instead I turned my attention back to the girls who were giggling over the names of the Bed Head products and discussing how they just must get some product called Manipulator because it was so funny.

I smiled when I realized that my childhood was over. I got out of it without having a desire to dance around a stripper pole in hoochie shorts. I didn’t get pregnant or wear 4 inch stilettos when I was 15. With the vast wisdom I have now (ha) I realize that I’d so much rather work full time and have a house and bills if it means that I don’t have to deal with the crap these girls have to deal with now.

I realized there in that salon, next to two girls who sent approximately 72,927 text messages in the short 10 minutes I saw them, that I very much like being an adult. So I got my hair cut, went out on a dinner date with my husband, and drank a very large margarita.

And the we went home to giggle and watch 17 Again.

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19 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Erin  |  September 8, 2009 at 10:58 am

    I often think about how things are so different now than when I was a teenager- and I’m so thankful! On the days when I feel old (they are becoming more & more frequent), I remind myself I’d much rather be an old lady with a mortgage than a teenager with all the craziness that goes along with being one.

  • 2. Lyndsey  |  September 8, 2009 at 11:07 am

    I am still in the hazy gray area between child and grown up. So much of my life seems grown up like my job and my hobbies but then… BAM I sleep til noon or exhibit various other college like behaviors and I question my adulthood.

    Being a teenager these days has to be SO hard!

  • 3. Lyndsey  |  September 8, 2009 at 11:08 am

    P.S. Your hair is SOOOOO cute!

  • 4. Lindsay  |  September 8, 2009 at 11:23 am

    There IS a difference in tampons…I prefer Playtex.

    I’m glad I’m not in high school right now. Even at LSA, it’s like fashion is a HUGE deal. What the heck? It’s a khaki skirt and polo, how do you make THAT look trendy? I don’t know, but those girls do it. I would NOT fit

  • 5. Kathleen  |  September 8, 2009 at 11:46 am

    Another great thing about being an adult is that you can eat dessert WHENEVER YOU WANT!

  • 6. Pippy  |  September 8, 2009 at 12:24 pm

    We survived! It’s great being an adult!

  • 7. Kyla Roma  |  September 8, 2009 at 12:39 pm

    Um, can we be best friends? I love this post. Love it!

    One of my co-workers daugthers is 7 and recently collapsed in tears because she’s not pretty like Hannah Montana, and it broke my heart- how do you deal with that as a parent?

    I’m glad that the dogs on dog whisperer are all so diverse so my puppies don’t get these ideas into their heads 😉

  • 8. Kim  |  September 8, 2009 at 1:23 pm

    In regards to the comments about the young celebs… amen. I think that myself all the time and then feel like a cranky old woman. I also get annoyed every single time I see a young girl on the beach in a string bikini… like 7 young. Why are we making everyone grow up so fast?

    In response to the beginning of your post, I am having the envy problem but it’s not that I wish I could go back to high school or college when I had a flexible schedule. It’s that I read way too many blogs of stay at home woman and have a major case of envy. Not that I really want to stay at home, but sometimes it just seems so much nicer (especially when I read them during my lunch break on a frenzied hectic day).

  • 9. Mandy L  |  September 8, 2009 at 1:34 pm

    Joe (my hubby) and I find ourselves increasingly disgusted by modern society. Your post is right on. We’ve been thinking those exact same thoughts for years now.

    Then I start to freak out because I sound like all those old people who used to complain about the way things were in the 80s and 90s.

  • 10. Samantha  |  September 8, 2009 at 2:08 pm

    I hear ya, sister. How very well put. My parents both work in middle schools, and the stories they tell me sometimes astound me – anywhere from how the kids act and dress to the way they treat one another. Makes me a little nervous to have a child and raise him/her with all that crazy stuff going on around us.

    P.S. The bangs look fabulous on you.

  • 11. Ginger  |  September 8, 2009 at 2:31 pm

    Your bangs look cute!

    And yes, the weird teenage-adult debacle. It is a “coming of age” time and yes, lots of young people are trying to figure out who they are and what kind of person they want to be. But, can no one look at Britney Spears? You DON’T oversex your teenager! You don’t have to make them wear long sleeves and pants all the time, but you don’t encourage behavior that could very well end with them pregnant at 15. It like the shorts they’re making now that are SO short they have to make them longer in the back just so they’ll cover your ass. Ridiculous.

  • 12. Ashley  |  September 8, 2009 at 3:40 pm

    Cute bangs! I loved hearing all the things my cousin and her friend thought were “THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE WORLD” — I wanted to tell them “No, that isn’t important — FOCUS” but I didn’t because I remember finding it out the hard way and it was a much better experience than some “old lady” telling me otherwise!

  • 13. Lauren From Texas  |  September 8, 2009 at 6:31 pm

    LOVE the new hair!

  • 14. Jill  |  September 8, 2009 at 8:42 pm

    You’re a mess girl, but I love it! Your new hair looks great. I too sometimes wish I was young without the worry of bills, mortgage, a full time job…but then I see all these hoochie girls and feel grateful that I have the common sense to cover myself before leaving the house…

  • 15. Veronica  |  September 8, 2009 at 9:53 pm

    your hair looks great! love the bangs 🙂

  • 16. This Heavenly Life  |  September 9, 2009 at 2:29 pm

    Oh those poor, young girls – they’re not old enough to know that a single playtex is worth an entire box of tampax.

    I loved this post. I really often find myself comparing my old, boring life to the young, exciting lives of others, and I usually come to the same conclusion you have here. I love my life. Can you imagine all the nonsense and drama those teen-queens have before them? Blech.

    PS – Your bangs look HOTT 🙂

  • 17. The Husband  |  September 9, 2009 at 9:10 pm

    All I know is that a whole bunch of 9-14 year old girls together, no matter how they are dressed or are treating each other, are screetching banchies and honestly just sounds like a constant high squeal!

    Fix that first, then I’ll start noticing how badly they dress and treat eachother.

  • 18. osarah  |  September 10, 2009 at 3:29 am

    I have to chime in and also say that I relaly like your haircut. It looks great! Now I’ll be the only one with a pony tail. I’m not cutting my hair except for trims until we move back. It’s too hard to maintain over here :/

  • 19. Debbie  |  September 10, 2009 at 9:16 pm

    omg this post is in the top 10 rankings. perfection. and by the way, at work we had employers come in to do a “how to get a federal job workshop” on tuesday. in the middle of one of the recruiters presentation, i hear a miley cyrus song. the recruiters face turns bright red. “omg, im so sorry. my daughter left her cell phone in her purse. she’s only 7 and looooves hannah montana.”

    excuse me…your 7 year old daughter has a CELL PHONE. who does she call, bert and ernie?!

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