I was hip for approximately 20 seconds this week. For 20 whole seconds I was 40 and up to speed with recent popular culture.
Thursday night we went out to dinner as a family – which has happened about twice since our house was populated with children.
The restaurant’s background music was from this decade and I didn’t recognize any of it.
Until this song came on . . . . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaz5tGl5Yho . . . So What by Pink.
“I know this song!” I said to my husband. I didn’t know how I knew it but I was all proud. I felt good. I know a song that plays on an FM station and was recorded within the last five years!
My husband raised his eyebrows and looked appropriately impressed.
But we have children. And they speak the truth even when you don’t want them to.
Says my Roo, “It’s from Alvin and the Chipmunks!”
And with that my husband got a really, really good laugh and my brief fling with coolness came to and end.
Is coolness a word?
Adapting to 40,
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