30 Going On 13Friday, April 13, 2012
I play the "blonde or gray?" game in the bathroom mirror before going to bed. (They're blonde. But I still yank them out).
I have trouble staying up past 10 p.m.
I get mad when the kid that delivers the flyers walks across the lawn.
I said something was bomb dot com the other day and Peter made fun of me for a full five minutes and accused me of sounding "like a mom trying to be cool."
YOU KNOW YOU'RE OLD WHEN.
In spite of being a senior citizen in a lot of ways, I do feel pretty young. I think it has less to do with eating my vegetables and taking my vitamins, and more to do with enjoying Justin Bieber music and TV shows about 15-year-olds. It's impossible to feel like you're 30-plus years old when you're bopping to "Boyfriend" in the car or eating a Happy Meal.
My secret formula for staying young at heart includes:
Kid food. I love a nice meal - sushi, steak, anything with "a la vodka" in the description. But sometimes, you just want a peanut butter and banana sandwich for lunch with a glass of chocolate milk. Or a Happy Meal (especially if the toy is cool). Macaroni and cheese is also a good choice. The great thing about eating kid food when you're 30 is that you how to pimp it out. So, you bake some macaroni and cheese, but you add a little truffle oil. Voila, gourmet. Or you make fries in the oven and eat them with Belgian-style mayonnaise. Ooh la la!
Teenybopper music. There is a loooot of this on my iPod, mostly because the kiddies tend to make upbeat jams that are great to work out to. No one's going to break a sweat listening to Radiohead or Coldplay or whatever old people while they pre-plan their funerals and drink prune juice.
Buying clothes at stores I'm getting embarrassed to enter. I'm looking at you, Garage. I actually go in there and pretend to be buying things for my "sister" or "niece" but it's alllll for me. Why not? They have tank tops and t-shirts that are great for layering, cute shorts, and other basics and they're all priced for a high school kid's budget. I could go to Banana Republic and pay $70 for a pair of shorts or go to Garage and get them for $30. It'll be our little secret. (PS - I recently got these, this, and this.)
Saturday nights at home baking cookies, doing my nails and reading magazines. Did this when I was 14, still doin' it today. In fact, doin' it tomorrow. Guess what: if you're doing it right, baking cookies does not result in a hangover, needing to find a cab home, bad choices or being tagged in embarrassing and unflattering Facebook photos.
What makes you feel young? And who wants to come to my birthday party? We're going to play Dream Phone and maybe do makeovers.