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Friday, March 6, 2009
9:10 AM | Posted by BellaDaddy | Edit Post
Huh?, you may ask, how can a pair of pants define age?....well, glad you asked. Allow me to explain; It is Fatherhood Friday over at Dad-blogs today, and we are to submit our Friday Entries...so, make sure you head over there: Dad-Blogs.com
I am 45, most of you know this, and blah blah blah...don't tell me I look young for my age, I know better. Appreciate the attempts though.
Being a Stay At Home Dad, I have seemed to age faster than the norm. What is the norm? Hell I don't have a clue, but I do know this...I am tired. I have bags and dark circles under my eyes, may hair has the Presidential Greying...ya know 5 times as fast since taking office...my back aches when I get up from anything; the bed a chair, the sofa, the car, etc... You try carrying a 25 lb weight wherever you go, whatever you do.
Back to the pants. I love anything Ed Hardy! I like to think, maybe, just maybe, I have retained my youthful heart, my mind. I am a fashion whore, I love to buy clothes. For me, and of course, for the little one. I am proud of staying abreast of the changing times...and of course NO! I don't wear my pants around the bottom of my bottom...even I DON'T GO that far, no matter how popular the style may be, I wont, I wont, I wont!!!
You just gotta realize, and accept the fact, that we are growing old...we as in ME! And sometimes, you cannot wear what you want, regardless of how much you like it.
Put it back on the rack, Daddy.
Starting late in the baby game, and given a few years to prepare for the birth, you think you are prepared. I came to the conclusion rather quickly; NO ONE IS EVER PREPARED! I never even considered that taking care of a child 24/7 could age you faster, but it does. Not sure of the scientific data to prove or disprove, but I am sure it is out there.
So, the other day, I was wearing "THE PANTS" to our favorite hot spot, Starbucks. We have an amazing friendship with all the employees of this particular coffee place. It is local, fun and friendly. This day, Candace the Manager, and Jen were working behind the counter. We bought our usual, and Bella was her confident, smiley self. As my drink was handed to me, I had to ask...."so, do these pants make me look like an old dude, trying to look young?"
GEEZ, you should have seen the expression on Candace's face...priceless...OR NOT. I could tell she was wincing at the thought of actually having to answer my question. She was her usually polite self, saying..."UH HUH, I was just looking at those pants, they are fancy"...
You may have noticed, she didn't answer my question...not really. Then Jen came over, got the same question, and pretty much, the same reaction. They are so diplomatic!!
Dejected, hoping I would get validated, I slumped...still carrying that happy, yet stylish weight, and admitting defeat.
I will say this, as we walked out, I turned around and they were both looking at my booty. laughing. but, LOOKING ;-)
So, there was a little more spring in the step of my Cole Haan's that day!