Being a Grown Up

Lately it seems there are two types of people in life. Those who understand my New Kids on the Block infatuation and those who insist I should be embarrassed about it... but here's the thing... I get tired of being a grown up. Sure, it's great to have control "sort of" over your life. Choose where you live, what you do, what you eat etc. but it's also tons of responsibility. And despite opinions to the contrary, I get tired of being responsible. It is annoying to spend money on things like clearing drains and life insurance. I am tired of doing immigration paperwork and open enrollment. A privilege of course to have the resources to do things like that, but still, it's really a drag. Which is why I am currently infatuated with living the NKOTB craze of my youth, and I would be embarrassed about being uncool, except that I have never really cared about that kind of crap. And Thank God, becasue my lack of coolness enabled me to spend the whole two hours of the concert screaming like a fainting Beatles fan and why I almost lost it when in the middle of the concert they popped up in the middle of Arco, like literally 5 feet from us. Seriously! A childhood dream come to life. It was THE BEST concert I have ever been too (I love Mr. Timberlake, but I met them first) with everybody in on the joke, that we're all adults now, but it's fun to relieve being young and carefree. Luckily our much-loved boy band also understood that you can't take this stuff too seriously, towing the line between cheese and self-deprecation.

I know. I know. Look how grown-up I am using words like "self-deprecation".

Anyways, after two hours of screaming so hard my neck still hurts 3 days later, I was deposited back at home where I proceeded to sing a sample of each song and detail of the concert to Arnold. After about 5 minutes of this he looked at me and said "Seriously? You are sleeping on the couch."

Well-worth it my friends. Well worth it!
Posted on October 11, 2008 and filed under Nothing to Do with Anything.