Thursday, July 12, 2007

New Loves (again)

I am sort of swimming in blog-topics this morning...I have a lot I feel like writing about. However, I am also basically pretty lazy, so I am taking the easy road and picking the two simplest topics to write about.

First, the fun one: Munchkin had a date last night. Yes, there is a new boyfriend in the picture, and I was a little nervous because I hadn't met him (until last night). Remember yesterday when I was all fired up because motherhood was so easy? Well, scratch that...teenagerism scares me something fierce.

I am not 100% sure how I feel about this one...he is a very nice boy, but he is older than her (only by about a year and a half, but he is two grades ahead of her) and he doesn't go to school with her, so I don't really know him. Her previous admirers were both kids from school that I sort of knew, and more importantly knew of. I imagine this is something I will have to deal with going forward...

Anyway, he lives in Wellesley, which is a really nice town west of Boston. His family has a house in the same general area as the Papa Bear Family Beach Retreat, and she met him through some of their mutual summer-friends. Big Sis was technically in charge when all of this happened, so I blame her mostly:-) Smoking Hot Roommate was in charge during the second half of the week, so she shares some of this blame, too...

Long story short, the two lovebirds had to choose between chaperones for their first date: either on or both of his parents, or me. Apparently I am the cooler choice, so I got a text yesterday that said "If CuteBoy's Mom calls you, can you go with us tonight?" Incidentally, I am having a hard time thinking of new nicknames for all of her boyfriends...I am gonna start recycling soon. So I said sure, and a little while later I got a call from the Mother in question verifying that I would indeed be around with them.

/Rant starting

To go off on a tangent, this is why I never want to live in the suburbs...because you get very old and frumpy almost immediately. Seriously, Wellesley is like 10 miles from here, and the train ride into Boston is like 20 minutes long and is MUCH safer than driving a car. But she might as well have been sending him on a trip to the moon. I am surprised she didn't send him with a First Aid kit. And I have seen this in other people who move to the suburbs...one day they are hip city people, and a week later they are shopping for snow blowers, wearing running clothes everywhere and exchanging excited gossip because a new Panera Bread is opening nearby.

/Rant done

Sorry about that. So, I promised that we would meet him at the train, which we did, and then we went for pizza. I sort of had my own date...The Boy had a softball game, and I owed a friend of mine a drink, so I had him meet me for dinner so that I wasn't totally hovering over Munchkin. Then he had to run, and the kids wanted ice cream (and yes, I am definitely one of the kids) so we did that next. After that, he came over to our place for a little bit while his father drove in to pick him up...because being on the train after dark wasn't safe. (groan...)

Anyway, he seems like a nice boy. He is really cute and polite and is very nice to her. And despite being a little paranoid, his parents seem pretty nice, too. His father is a doctor at the same hospital as The Brain Surgeon and knows him pretty well and just thought it was the funniest thing in the world that Munchkin was gonna be in his wedding in two weeks (small world, and random that they never crossed paths when they were at the beach last week).

So that's that. Munchkin seems to like him, although I don't get the impression that she is quite as smitten as she was with the first boy last winter. Maybe she is just getting old and jaded already;-) I don't know how practical it is for two kids that age to see each other that often, but we'll see. I just like to see her happy:-)

The other news is that I am turning 25 in a week and a half and I am a little apprehensive about it. I don't really know why...I just feel like 25 sounds much older than 24...it is like solidly in the mid-twenties. And it is closer to 30 than 20.... But seriously, I go to Parent-teacher conferences and Little League games, what youth am I worried about losing...lol?

12 comments:

Ally said...

Ah, I thought the quarter of a century mark seemed different too. So what's your favorite kind of cake?

Oh, and I like the rant. A lot of people in Calhoun wear workout sort of clothing around--everywhere, and sometimes I do too--but I actually am coming from the gym. You can tell these people dress this way every day all day and do not exercise. Weird.

Accidentally Me said...

Ally - Chocolate! I love chocolate cake, chocolate donuts, chocolate ice cream, chocolate frosting, chocolate cookies...just about anything chocolate.

The running clothes are just a symptom...my real beef is with 'Suburbanization'.

Scotty said...

because a new Panera Bread is opening nearby... I liked that!

Hmmm... birthday soon... mine is just around the corner also!

I'm Not Carrie Bradshaw said...

I totally agree with your suburbanite rant! They will have to take me out of the city kicking and screaming!!!

brookem said...

munchkin is too cute with her little dates.
ha, and you're a hoot with your rant. thing is, i live in a suburb but still get my booty to the city as much as possible. im not donning workout clothes when i do it either! but i have to admit, i am damn amused for a new panera, any time!
maybe the kids dad was just nervous about the train at night with a young kid, because of the recent stabbings a little while back, or something.
wellesley! woot!

Accidentally Me said...

Scotty - July 22...you?

Not Carrie - Me, too. Partly it is all I have ever known, but I have to be near stuff. I love escaping, but to live, it has to be in the middle of everything.

Brookem - I kinda like Panera bread, too. It is the mid-morning clientele that turns me off. Like...I don't wanna be one of them!

allbilly said...

Did his mom pack condoms in all that gear?

Accidentally Me said...

Billy - You seem to make a lot of jokes about the 12 year old girl having sex...something we should know about?

Scotty said...

Aug 4... don't tell :) I am going to play a game with this on my blog in a week or so.

allbilly said...

Yeah..you should know that alot of 12 year olds have sex. Having worked in the "juvenile justice system" I have way too many stories.

Plus I remember being 12 and boys are bad. Well, they're as bad as girls let them.

And in my opinion, which I'm sure you don't care about an 8th grader dating a 6th grader is suspicious. I wouldn't any guy as far as I could throw him with a daughter...if i had one.

Ok. Enough of my soap box.

Accidentally Me said...

Billy - Without a doubt, that is the worst comment ever I have ever gotten.

allbilly said...

thanks. the truth hurts sometimes. teenage boys are all hormonally retarded.

so don't blame me. i tried to warn you that young guys only have one thing on their mind.