Pre-Birthday Kvetch
Three years ago, I could have fooled myself into believing that within me lay the fountain of youth when I was thought to be my younger brother’s younger sister. He is seven years younger than I am.
Like a cruel joke, I was mistaken for his mother barely three years after.
And just yesterday, this promo girl for some children’s product asked if I have kids at home. That’s her way of saying " you look like a mother so I will sell you these things that might interest your kids."
One time my cousin joked that since there seems to be no chance for her little daughter to be the flower girl on my wedding (meaning I’ll never get married anyway), she’ll just reserve the bridesmaid post for me when the little girl grows up and gets married.
All these epiphanies about how old I already am scare me. I do not really worry much about looking old ( but I did when they thought I was my brother’s mother!), and hardly about my single-blessedness. I worry about letting each year pass by without getting anything done — not even the very simple task of reading all the books that I’ve bought. My age has become directly proportional to my laziness. And the only thing I’m good at is to harp on it; just like the way I deal with my weight.
Clearly, I am having the pre-birthday blues which I have every year. Next year, I will just copy this whole piece and post it on this same blog a few days before my birthday.
On a lighter side, I go here (The Guardian called it a decent alternative to Hallmark schmaltz) when I need some dose of funnies. Please do not send me any e-card unless it is from them. I am done with sentimental stuff. Now make me laugh.
Quote of the day:
"Sometimes I’ve been caricatured as this emasculating wife. Do you think anybody could emasculate Barack Obama?" - Michelle Obama
March 5th, 2008 at 10:10 am
no woriies Doris Day, you’re still Bongga! hehe
it’s a pretty tight race here for the primaries, i’m still on the fence, i’m excited to vote in November!
March 6th, 2008 at 2:54 am
Yes Babs, the motherly-looking bongga! hehe
I don’t really care for politics but I hope you don’t vote for Hillary. She reminds me of our GMA in an eerie way.
March 15th, 2008 at 7:55 pm
Not true that you look motherly. You are still the young Doris I met in Sykes 8 years ago. =D
March 16th, 2008 at 11:49 pm
Wow! Has it been 8 years, Laoda? Time really flies.