Be careful what you wish for. . . one astute reader commented as I bemoaned my new-found "boring" existence and - ergo - my daughters' lack of bad behavior in my last post. (Yes, yes, I know. . . two negatives make a positive. . . therefore a "lack" of "bad" behavior must mean "good" behavior. . . but don't you see??? Good behavior translates to B-O-R-I-N-G in bloggese. . .)Where had the good old days gone? I wondered to myself. The days of bold-faced lying, curfew infractions, and brushes with the law???? You know. . . the kind of stuff that made me who I am today. . . A Mom on Spin!
Well, I'm here now to ask you. Does a black eye count?
'Cause Ponzi has one. All signs point to the elbow in the eye she got while doing God-knows-what in the center of the "mosh" pit of the concert she went to on Thursday night. But, although it looks pretty nasty, the overall "wow" effect of a big old shiner on a beautiful teenager is less than life-altering - for she is proudly sporting it as a badge of courage after all.
No, my friends, this little blip on the radar screen is clearly not enough to get my life back spinning again.
I promise to get back to you the minute something more exciting happens. . . .
9 comments:
Thank goodness for blog fodder!
I mean "Ponzi, are you okay?"
p.s. I started a hanukkah rant this morning. Let's decide on a day/week and we can link each other. xo
I think a black eye sounds pretty exciting - at least for Ponzi. I've spent my fair share of time in mosh pits (though it's been a good 10-15 or more years!) and the only thing that happened to me was I lost my shoes!
OH my a black eye! You just never know what to expect from teenagers.lol Glad that is all it was.
Take care
Maggie
You sure it's not a tattoo?
You sure it's not a tattoo?
Mosh Pits!!!! So glad that phase of life is over LOL. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.
Ten to one she'll go off it when it goes those lovely shades of green. I quite liked the one I got back in the day...right until it looked like I was transmogrifying into Kermit.
Get some red based make up in, ready to act when the wails from the bathroom reach a crescendo when normal cover stick just doesn't cut it. I drove my mum mad with my outpouring of grief at looking like I was going moldy. LOL
Sarah
British mum to a mini Italian in Lombardia.
Don't you hate it when they stop doing all the things that made you crazy, worried and oh-so-frustrated...but secretly admiring of the sheer GUTS they possessed?
Don't fret oo much about your current boring life status--as my departed mom used to say (with a certain mixture of motherly concern and gleeful anticipation at my sure to happen fall into motherly reality), "Be careful what you wish for--you might get it!"
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
酒店經紀,
酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
酒店經紀,
酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
酒店經紀,
酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
酒店經紀,
酒店工作,
酒店上班,
酒店打工,
禮服酒店,
禮服公關,
酒店領檯,
華麗夢想,
夢世界,
Post a Comment