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Then & Now

May27

Thump, thump, thump, thump…You’ve got to MOVE IT!

Two girls dance together, sandwiching the unsuspecting poor sob between them. They laugh and give each other knowing looks. The world is theirs.

Then, we had cosmos in hand (and didn’t even spill them!). The girl was my cousin, and we were hotties who (likely insufferably) knew it. The guy was likely an Air Force Academy cadet, pleased with how “cool” he was to dance with hot older women.

Today, years later, it’s the credits to Madagascar. We have Luna bars in hand (and don’t even smudge chocolate all over). The girl is my Maya, and we’re sandwiching Gavin, who is resisting going back to his nap. We laugh together, and I wouldn’t go back to the nightclub even if you paid me.

Often, growing up sucks. Today, it doesn’t.

posted under amuse me, it is what it is, parenting
4 Comments to

“Then & Now”

  1. Avatar May 27th, 2008 at 9:08 am Kate Says:

    Nice! The kids love that song:) I love the new colors & background!
  2. Avatar May 28th, 2008 at 9:59 am Mike Says:

    Yeah, but the two of you didn’t look like older women when you got him hot and pleased. It is nice to indulge in the memories of being a hottie, isn’t it? Not that I remember those days, but I still indulge the memories.
  3. Avatar June 1st, 2008 at 8:11 am Mermade Says:

    Hey Allison!

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    Hope all is well!
  4. Avatar June 2nd, 2008 at 4:51 am radical mama Says:

    My girls are forever singing that song! I wouldn’t go back to my club hopping days either.

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Allison
Los Alamos, NM
After a childhood of immersion in my family's religious tradition, I hit college and my first true experience with the question, "why?" Why did I believe as I did? If I thought about it, I had no idea. So, I spent the next ten years not thinking about it.

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Once I hit 30, I began asking myself that question all over again. A few years later, I woke one day to realize that I simply didn't believe. For many reasons, I am a much happier (and more emotionally healthy) person having let go of god. There are still days that I wish god did exist. It would be a relief to relinquish responsibility to a greater power.

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But, even better, I can see life for what it is, and work with reality. That's more powerful than any god could hope to be.