It is! I say that frequently but once you have a daughter it becomes even more clear to me that I will have to reiterate that stuff.
Take a look at the former volleyball player at the center of the scandal of the B Petrino story. Chickadee was engaged and probably registered for monogrammed Woo Pig Suey hand towels or some pretentious Kate Spade potholders when her world comes crumbling down. He allegedly helped her secure a gig at the University along with some cash for being his arm candy. Oh and supposedly a car too. Did she have a vanity plate that read "BOBSBABE"? Maybe that has too many letters. I'm certainly not saying she wasn't aware of the ramifications of canoodling with a public married figure, but she will be left wearing the scarlet letter which I guess would be "R" for Razorback in this situation. She will be blamed for the demise of the program and hopefully sit down with Rachel Nichols or a reporter from "Real Sports" to give her side of the story. Meanwhile, Bobby can pose for photos with his wife (hopefully after those nasty facial abrasions have healed) and give some hog caca interview about how this situation coming to light only strengthened their union. Uh huh. Hey, it worked for Eliot Spitzer (sp?) and he got a show out of it as well.
When I watch my daughter it just reminds me what we have to look forward to with a tween or teen girl. Not always, but frequently females are more emotional. For example. my daughter came home in tears one day from school. When I asked what was wrong, she said Desire said she had a dumb name. I said, "Excuse me but did you say Desire said you had a silly name?" Of course because I am smarta$$ my first response was to ask the name of Desire's siblings. Was Desire's middle name Envy? Maybe she had siblings named Lust and Booty Call? No, I had to take the grown up approach and say that sometimes kids and grown ups are mean for no reason and you have to ignore them.
Gosh, I look at my daughter and hope she doesn't look or seem as awkward as I did. Of course, my awkward stage lasted around 22 years which isn't the norm. Actually, I may be in a permanent state of awkwardness but that's okay. I do get a bit nervous thinking of my daughter entering the teenage years. Yeah and skip this section if you are squeamish at hearing about "the cycle" or "the curse." Hopefully we will have a clearer discussion on that topic than I had which involved a pamphlet from the health department. If I remember correctly there were typos and some strange photos in the pamphlet to further reiterate how uncomfortable you will look and feel for a few days each month. This was south GA. I could appreciate a photo of someone in parachute pants, a fluorescent sweatshirt and a Lilt home perm to drive home the feeling of discomfort one may experience as a result of this new monthly event. I had to drudge up some further clarity from a Judy Blume book as the pamphlet (while entertaining)was sketchy with details. Perhaps it was "Are you there God? It's Me Margaret" except that it was Tara dialing in for some more info. And then when I still had questions, it was off to Glamour magazine for the real skinny. Why are teenage girls so embarrassed to purchase feminine hygiene products? Granted they aren't bling items but I remember being so mortified at the prospect of going into PharMor to buy such items. How did I counteract this horrifying event? That's right. I sent my brother who was 8 years older to buy feminine products, because it would be clear to everyone that he wasn't using tampons. And why do people cringe at the word tampon? It's a billion dollar industry. And trust me, when you are 14 no matter what the calendar says, there is no preparation for this monthly extravaganza and you are never in the right place. Particularly not at Six Flags.
So I guess this is what I have to look forward to in a few years. I didn't even start in on the heartbreak of Ethan not liking her because he likes her best friend Madison or why some people call extended family members to tell them their daughter has gone through "the change." It's not like she turned into a werewolf. But she is so funny and entertaining, so I we will plow through these events the best that we can. In the grand scheme of life, it's little stuff, but it felt so big at the time.
Day 2...Just being and no sour patch kids. Word to your mother.
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