Saturday, August 29, 2009

A Revelation

I'm definitely spoiled.

The familiar feeling of entitlement I felt when I was a kid crept up and smacked me in the head a couple of times these past few weeks.

When I was young, it was all about toys, ice cream, and video games. Now, it's all about brunches, happy hours, and parties. In the past few weeks, I've been to a dinner and a show, a 'ladies brunch', and a birthday party so fabulous that I still have bruises.

And when they're over, and I'm at home nursing a hangover, that spoiled little kid inside perks up and complains... "It's just not fair! I want to have more fun! Why do I have to go home?!"

I let that little brat have his say, then remind him of the type of fun he has at home. That usually shuts him up.


Jess said...

I want to be you when I grow up!

Pua; Bakin' and Tendin' Bar said...

Meeee toooooo!