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It is no secret that I turn forty this year.
It is also no secret that I am contemplating what to do for my fortieth, seeing as I am not a “partier.” It is further no secret that most folks I’ve ever had to tell my age to blink and look shocked for a moment (recently I got told I look no older than twenty-eight). It is very flattering.
This weekend, I traveled home from Prague, so Saturday was spent getting to the airport, flying, hanging around another airport and flying again. I was up at 5:30am (Prague time) and got home at about 4:00pm (Eastern Daylight Time – which would have been 10:00pm Prague time).
I tried staying up, but couldn’t do it – so I went to bed around 7:00pm. Which meant I was up obscenely early on Sunday, so I went to see my mom at the shop. Then, as usual, to my folk’s house for lunch. My oldest niece was playing Lacrosse on a field in walking distance to my parent’s house, so after lunch my mom (and their dog Max) and I wandered over to join my father in watching the last of the game. The kids are nine and ten years old – and none of them seemed to really know what the heck was going on most of the game. We asked four different people what the score was and nobody had the same answer as anybody else - my dad thought the score ended at 1-1 tie game, another parent said 4-1 G's team won, a second parent said 3-1 G's team won. G didn't know and didn't care. Most of her teammates were the same. This was their first game ever, so I think they can be forgiven for not really understanding what was going on.
At the end of the game my brother showed up to pick up his daughter with his younger girl who he was with at her “softball” game (T-ball I think – she is seven) (Mommy, my s-i-l was home with their two and a half year old son). As we were gathering around, waiting for G to pack up her gear, a (very tall) woman approached and spoke with my brother M and took one look at me and said “Oh my gosh nobody ages except me, it seems!” She was in my brother’s class in high school, which means she is about 41 years old. She was very tanned, and had professionally done hair – a very striking looking woman. I would guess she looks her age, but no older. I didn’t recognize her at all (and it didn’t help that she was wearing huge sunglasses that she didn’t remove), but she sure recognized me! I was really startled – aside from her height, she looked like any of a number of people I could have gone to HS with.
My brother is like me, he has never looked as old as he is. And most of the fathers hanging out at the sidelines looked far older than us – even through I would pretty much guarantee some of them were likely younger than us – my brother and his wife are thirty-nine and nearly forty-one, and their oldest is nine – they waited far longer than most of our counterparts to have kids. But they were determined to have kids when they could afford them (and could afford living on only one salary – my brother’s).
Anyway. I'm home from Prague, and hopefully I can get this posted before LJ gets borked again.
It is also no secret that I am contemplating what to do for my fortieth, seeing as I am not a “partier.” It is further no secret that most folks I’ve ever had to tell my age to blink and look shocked for a moment (recently I got told I look no older than twenty-eight). It is very flattering.
This weekend, I traveled home from Prague, so Saturday was spent getting to the airport, flying, hanging around another airport and flying again. I was up at 5:30am (Prague time) and got home at about 4:00pm (Eastern Daylight Time – which would have been 10:00pm Prague time).
I tried staying up, but couldn’t do it – so I went to bed around 7:00pm. Which meant I was up obscenely early on Sunday, so I went to see my mom at the shop. Then, as usual, to my folk’s house for lunch. My oldest niece was playing Lacrosse on a field in walking distance to my parent’s house, so after lunch my mom (and their dog Max) and I wandered over to join my father in watching the last of the game. The kids are nine and ten years old – and none of them seemed to really know what the heck was going on most of the game. We asked four different people what the score was and nobody had the same answer as anybody else - my dad thought the score ended at 1-1 tie game, another parent said 4-1 G's team won, a second parent said 3-1 G's team won. G didn't know and didn't care. Most of her teammates were the same. This was their first game ever, so I think they can be forgiven for not really understanding what was going on.
At the end of the game my brother showed up to pick up his daughter with his younger girl who he was with at her “softball” game (T-ball I think – she is seven) (Mommy, my s-i-l was home with their two and a half year old son). As we were gathering around, waiting for G to pack up her gear, a (very tall) woman approached and spoke with my brother M and took one look at me and said “Oh my gosh nobody ages except me, it seems!” She was in my brother’s class in high school, which means she is about 41 years old. She was very tanned, and had professionally done hair – a very striking looking woman. I would guess she looks her age, but no older. I didn’t recognize her at all (and it didn’t help that she was wearing huge sunglasses that she didn’t remove), but she sure recognized me! I was really startled – aside from her height, she looked like any of a number of people I could have gone to HS with.
My brother is like me, he has never looked as old as he is. And most of the fathers hanging out at the sidelines looked far older than us – even through I would pretty much guarantee some of them were likely younger than us – my brother and his wife are thirty-nine and nearly forty-one, and their oldest is nine – they waited far longer than most of our counterparts to have kids. But they were determined to have kids when they could afford them (and could afford living on only one salary – my brother’s).
Anyway. I'm home from Prague, and hopefully I can get this posted before LJ gets borked again.