Yesterday my nephew and I celebrated his 14th birthday. We ordered gigantic burgers and, while we waited for them to arrive, he unwrapped his gifts -- a new video game and a tube of Axe Facial Scrub. Then we went to see The Butler, which he enjoyed enormously.
I'm amused by his attitude toward sex. He thinks it's irrelevant and kind of silly. After the movie, I asked him if he thought Oprah's character had been unfaithful. It's not a minor plot point, but I could tell he thought it was unimportant and the conversation was a waste of our time.
He's a sweet kid. Very smart. I don't know how long he'll still want to hang around with his old auntie, and I'm grateful.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
This makes me so happy!
ReplyDelete14 - no way! Weren't he and BB just 8 and 10??
ReplyDeleteGlad you had such a nice afternoon with him. :)