Last week I was in New York City for a girls weekend. Not long before we left for the trip, one of my friends spotted a Groupon for a cupcake tour. The group consensus was Why wouldn’t we take a cupcake tour?!
So we did. It was about 18 degrees and our toes were frozen, even in lined boots. But, cupcakes.
Our tour guide was around 23, and one of her college friends who was in town for the weekend joined us on the tour. As we walked through the NYU campus on our way to Molly’s Cupcakes, I struck up a conversation with the visiting friend. I told her that my friends and I also met in college. Her response:
Wow, that is soooo encouraging that you still get together!
Translation: Ohmygosh, you guys are so old that I’m amazed you can still travel, much less remember your college friends.
Inside, I died laughing. She was not rude about it; rather, I think she was hopeful that 40 does not, in fact, equal death. I shared the story with my friends later, and we laughed about it all weekend. Twenty years ago, we thought people in their forties were o-l-d, too.
Now it’s spring break time in Austin, and the Cupcake Tour Incident has me thinking. My friendships haven’t changed much. When I’m with my college friends, it feels like it did 20 years ago. Our lives, however, have changed. A lot.
This spring break does not look quite the way my 1994 break looked…
Spring Break 1994: Dance on a bar in Mexico.
Spring Break 2014: Dance to Everything is Awesome from The Lego Movie.
Spring Break 1994: Blurry vision from tequila shots. (See: Dancing on a bar in Mexico.)
Spring Break 2014: Blurry vision from playing Farm Heroes Saga. Lining up produce is hard.
Spring Break 1994: Make out with a mysterious boy named Bear. (See: Tequila shots.)
Spring Break 2014: Tear the house apart looking for a missing stuffed bear named… Bear.
Spring Break 1994: Pray I don’t get tangled in the ropes as I parasail over a Mexican beach, barely attached to a speed boat that is older than I am.
Spring Break 2014: Pray my sheets don’t end up in a tangled, wadded mess in the dryer again. What is going on in the dryer to create that sheet burrito?
Spring Break 1994: Watch shirtless boys toss a Nerf ball on the beach.
Spring Break 2014: Watch my own shirtless boys have a Nerf battle in the back yard.
Spring Break 1994: Skimp on the sunscreen just enough to get a tan, or in my case, for my freckles to morph together into a freckle tan.
Spring Break 2014: Wish I had not skimped on the sunscreen 20 years ago.
Spring Break 1994: Briefly consider running away with Pablo, the Carlos ‘N Charlie’s waiter.
Spring Break 2014: Briefly consider running away.
Spring Break 1994: Wake up around noon, discuss plans for the rest of the day over a poolside margarita.
Spring Break 2014: At the matinee of Mr. Peabody & Sherman by noon, after pre-purchasing the tickets almost 48 hours in advance.
Spring Break 1994: The smell of Coppertone and ocean air.
Spring Break 2014: The smell of… what is that smell in the play room?
Spring Break 1994: So damn much fun, I pray my children never, ever do anything so ridiculous and liquor soaked.
Spring Break 2014: A whole different kind of fun that I pray my children remember with fondness, kind of like the fondness I feel when I think of Pablo.
This post is dedicated to the Cupcake Tour Girls everywhere. May your ever changing, ever evolving lives be filled with sweet memories, like the ones I have of
Pablo my friends and family.
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Hooo-boy. I am beat. This week I stayed up late, watching athletes wrangle mushy, Russian snow. My days were jam-packed with pre-eating the Valentine’s Day candy. I even eked out a few hours to look at Not Another Snow Day! pictures and posts.
Though it’s 70 degrees and sunny here today, I get what my snowed upon friends are going through. Hey, stop throwing rotten tomatoes at your screen! I’m not in charge of the weather, and remember my frostbitten friends, in August the thermometers will be on the other foot.
The weather is lovely now, but we’ve had days – more than six! – of freezing weather in Austin. And on each of those days the schools were delayed or closed. When the elementary school delays, the preschool closes. My four-year-old attended four hours of school last week. FOUR HOURS. Yes, I’m aware this is a blip compared to the bombogenesis’d among you. All I’m saying is I feel you, sister. I honestly do not know how you haven’t run, screaming, down the street. I guess the piles of snow help keep you in the house?
The point is, I’m so very busy and you’re so very chilly, that we’re having a hard time keeping up online. Miss some blog posts and social media updates this week? I got you covered. Also, in case the hearts and flowers and candy filling your Facebook feed did not tip you off, it’s Valentine’s Day. Because I love you all so much, this summary is my gift to you. It’s more than I got my husband.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is a list of everything that happened on the internet this week, last week, and since 2009:
- We’re all bad moms with a messy houses that ironically make us the most wonderful moms ever because we’re not wasting time on trivialities like cleaning.
- Bucket Lists!
- We’re all on Pinterest doing the organizing and crafting and cooking and pretending to be Martha 2.0s (minus the jail time) and that is so awesome except what are you doing on Pinterest instead of bonding with your family?
- We’re all conflicted because we work full time or part time or in an office or at home or on a spaceship, or we don’t work at all and we feel empty or full or nothing and we were perfectly happy with things before the internet, except some people were so unhappy until they found the other people inside the computer.
- We’re all here for our friends even though we’re busy but will totally be there any time we need each other as long as it’s not over the phone, because we all hate the phone.
- We all suffer from something and there are other people online suffering from the same stuff and that is so comforting except when people are mean and then we feel angry and depressed in the one place we felt comforted just five minutes ago.
- Marriage is hard and beautiful and it takes so much work and talking and more work and more talking and sex, it takes that, too, and ohmygosh people online love to talk about sex, and we’re so glad because it makes us feel normal and not, all at the same time.
- Social media is cool and amazing and time sucking and it hurts our real life relationships, but also makes them better, and the friendships on social media are real, but don’t spend too much time on that computer, because you have to look up and out at the world around you.
- Reverse Bucket Lists!
- We are all outraged – outraged, I tell you and tell you and tell you – by [insert outrageous, completely wrong-thinking sign, show, politician, advertisement, product, song, parenting style, fashion item here]!
- Babies are miracles, boobs are miracles, and we all have many thoughts on miracles.
- Women can do anything and everything and motherhood doesn’t equal weakness, and ohmygoodness you’re so condescending for saying women can do anything. Yep, we’re outraged by your condescension!
- Squee! Totes! OMG! Adorbs! Luv! I die! Right?!
- There are a lot of ways to raise children, and probably you are doing it all wrong according to much of the internet, and according to the rest of the internet you are a genius parent with the best ideas ever and why oh why didn’t we all think of that?
- 200 Resources to Make You A Better [Insert Topic Here, examples include, but are not limited to: Blog Designer, Home Designer, Writer, Photographer, Mother, Wife, Friend, Closet Organizer, Sunscreen Buyer, Daily Dinner Cooker, Lunch Maker, Makeup Put-Er-On-Er, Pet Parent, Movie Goer]
- 200 Things to Never, Ever Do If You Are A [See topics above! Add your own!]
- Feminist Selfies!
There you have it. Did I miss anything? Add it below, but please, don’t write me an open letter.
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