A kid again
I had a wonderful childhood filled with fun friends and adventures. I wouldn’t change any of it for anything. Not even for a life time supply of hand sanitizer.
It is hard to comprehend the woman I have grown to be, I mean, I have 3 children and I’m married for Pete’s sake! When did this happen? And why does the pre-teen bagger at the grocery store act as though I’m 20 years older than him? COULD IT BE BECAUSE I AM!
When I observe the little buff teens of today I can’t help but assume I could take them. I dare say, that in an olympic sized pool, swimming the 100 butterfly, I really do believe I’d kick their ass butt. I do. THAT IS HOW DELUSIONAL I AM!
My point is, I may be physically maturing and aging but mentally I still feel like going toilet papering and on a nightly basis.
All right, I cannot tell a lie. There is no point. I’ll just admit it. There is only one reason why I’m sitting here with a bowl of the kid’s grub. I LIKE TO EAT MAC AND CHEESE. And to make this confession worthy of front page news you should also be informed that it’s not homemade, nope, it’s out of a box. Even though the brand has changed from kraft to Annie’s, it’s still out of a box.
It keeps me young, and I can’t help but eat it especially with a little sprinkle of pepper. Don’t be putting me in the category of people who eat Mac n Cheese with hot dawgs. There are no dawgs here. Really you people and your judgments, you’d think I was eating a Hungry Man dinner with a cup of Ovaltine. Okay, you got me with the Ovaltine. Why are you taking inventory of what I’m eating? Who are you anyway?
I could take you.
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