Thursday, January 01, 2009

Whoop di do!

It's another new year.

M and I spent a quiet night home as we usually do. We watched a few episodes of Buffy (we're almost done) and started on a jigsaw puzzle, ate crap, drank wine, encouraged each other to stay up just a bit longer, watched the Jonas Brothers on Dick Clark's Rockin' New Years Eve celebration and cringed when those kids were attempting to sing. Maybe their voices were distorted because it was like 12 degrees in Times Square, but I didn't think they were all that great.

As for Dick Clark himself - it makes me uncomfortable to see him on TV and I'll just leave it at that.

The New Year came in rather quietly. There weren't too many neighbors shooting off fireworks for some reason. Maybe because it was freakin'12 degrees with 40 mph wind gusts. The fireworks themselves were too cold to go outside.

M and I gave each other a kiss...petted the dogs and went to bed.

I woke up at 9:30. M is still sleeping.

I'm just a bit jealous, but that's OK. I'll take a nap later.

I finally made my way around all my favorite blogs today. It was nice to catch up.

The plan for today?

There is no plan...that's the plan.

It's a good plan.

Maybe I can convince M to go see a movie. We haven't been in a while, that would be nice to do. We would both like to see the Curious Case of Benjamin Button. We can continue on our all junk food weekend which we do almost every New Year and then vow to eat healthier for the rest of the year. The only problem now with junk food weekend is that our stomachs can no longer handle that kind of food. We both get acid reflux if we eat too much crap. Our bodies almost WANT to be healthy. What's up with that?

Whatever.

Daughter C went out for the evening and told us she wouldn't be home. That's fine...she's stayed over friends houses before, she's 21 she can pretty much do what she wants. I asked where she was staying and she kind of slid in there that she was staying at her new boyfriends house.

Wait...what?

The instant conversation that happened in my brain was this: "Ok Mom, she's 21, not a baby any more and probably not a virgin either. This is OK, part of growing up. You can handle this."

I told her I loved her and to have a nice time and to be safe.

She answered her usual: "I love you too, I will...and don't worry."

Then I said it again: "Be safe".

She looked at me and said: "Don't worry, I'm not going to be driving and I probably won't be drinking either." (She's not really a drinker)

M responded: "I don't think that's what your Mom meant when she said be safe!"

C looked at me wide eye!

I looked back at her a little sad, but still with that concerned "Mom" look in my eyes.

Realization hit her!

Realization hit me!

Right between the eyes.

They is all growed up now Mom.

:::sigh:::

This is a weird place. It's not that you don't want your kids to be sexual it's that you don't want them to get hurt. When I realized my son was "doing the deed" my reaction was a little different. I hoped he didn't catch anything. With my daughter I just hope who ever she trusts to make that special connection with isn't some asshole trying to put another notch in his belt.

M and I have met the new boyfriend and he really seems like a nice guy so I feel a bit more at ease, but still...it's a really weird place.

The secret mantra I used to say in my heads when there were growing up went from: "don't do drug, don't do drugs, don't do drugs" to "Don't have sex, don't have sex. don't have sex" and now it is "Don't get pregnant, don't get pregnant, don't get pregnant (or get anyone pregnant in my son's case)".


Ugh - I can't think about this too much. I think I need a nap already.

Happy New Year all!

4 comments:

the only daughter said...

With the kids (son & daughter) btdt (as they are 26 and 23 respectively). Still, hard adjustment but 'tis the cycle.

Whatever you ladies decide to do -or not- happy 2009 to you both.

Presbyfruit said...

Yeah, health and happiness and no premature grandmahood for both of you in 2009!

neetzy said...

My daughters aren't dating yet. We told them we didn't want them to date until age 16. I never thought they would listen but they did (surprise, surprise).
You might think I'm super strict, but as a young teenager I started dating very early and was not emotionally prepared for it. Needless to say but I wanted to spare my daughters some pain. I don't think they will ever be "ready" for sex until they move out (in my mind). I just find so many moms pressure their kids into dating before the kids know themselves. (Enough ranting).

mccutcheon said...

Happy New Year, you two!


And btw: already at 25 my body doesn't react too kindly to junk food either. At least for you the health-craziness took longer to kick in ;)