I’m wearing a Hello Kitty mood ring today. Right now it’s aqua. I didn’t start off wearing it, but my brother-in-law bought one for each of the kids last weekend (because that’s exactly what the two boys would have picked out) and Junior decided he didn’t want to wear his to daycare today after we’d already arrived there. He also gave me a handful of Matchbox cars, which I forgot to take out of my pocket.
Anyway, I put Hello Kitty on my pinky, and I’m still wearing it. If I were twenty years younger, this would be trendy and acceptable. But for a woman pushing 40? I don’t know. In my head, I swear, I’m in my mid-20s. At worst, early 30s. I don’t accept the fact that I’ll be 40 next year. I don’t accept that I won’t be one of the “cool kids” anymore. I don’t accept that when someone says “young people today” they aren’t talking about me anymore. So I’m keeping Hello Kitty on for the time being. At least until my 3pm meeting.
