Knew Moon

That's the kind of mistake I've been making all morning. I'm working on 2 hours of sleep here, and it's not a good thing. I went to the New Moon premier at midnight and the whole evening was a huge reminder to me-that I'm old. Oh, I know, if you were here, you'd say, "You're not old." and I'd say, "Oh, thanks, you're sweet." (Because I'm working on being gracious about compliments.) But, I'd be thinking, "You're lying to me because you've been taught to be kind to old people."
It all started when I arrived at my sister's friend's house. As soon as I walked in, I knew I was the oldest person in the room. Cool when you're 18, not when you're 43. I listened to these 20-30-something girls talk about their kids. Even though I have kids the same age, they have something I'm lacking. It's that fresh-faced enthusiam for motherhood. Yeah, I lost that a long time ago. It was replaced by good old-fashioned cynisism and exhaustion. I was determined to have a good time, though.
We had dinner, then shopped a little before heading to the theater to grab a place in line. Luckily, they let us line up inside. We pulled up a piece of floor. It wasn't ideal, but it was better than the alternative of standing for 3 hours. I had to constantly move my legs. I said it was because my foot was falling asleep. Not true. It was because my hips were killing me. I didn't say that, though. Nothing will tag you as an old person faster than hip pain. I might as well have snuck in prune juice and bran flakes. Just tattoo 'Old Fart' on my forehead and be done with it.
Later, I made a Brady Bunch reference. My sister, yes, my sister (who was born when I was 15) looked at me like I'd spoken in another language. "Have you ever seen it?" 'Maybe once.' she said. Ugh! I think I can feel the hot flashes starting.
Lastly, was the movie. I'm a little dumbfounded by the whole 'Jacob vs Edward' thing. How are you on Team Jacob? Did you not read the books? She doesn't choose him. Duh. Anyway. I've heard alot about how hot Jacob is. I don't feel right talking like that. I saw Taylor Lautner, who plays Jacob, on the news. Do you know how old he is? 17. Yes. Seven.Teen. Do you know how old my oldest son will be in 11 days? Yep. Seventeen. So, little Jacob is young enough to be my child. I can't drool over him without feeling creepy.
Now, it's morning and my eyes feel like they have sand in them. I have a headache and my brain-hand coordination is seriously impared. Staying out all night was fun. Will I do it again? Not for a while. Next time, maybe I'll go out with some people closer to my age. We can play canasta and talk about our denture problems. Ok, so I'm not that old. Yet.