It's something that's been happening for a while now. I've been slowly becoming uncool.
When I first got married, a friend of mine said that we needed to go out, before I lost all sense of style. I scoffed, sure that would never happen. I had always been pretty trendy. I've been convincing myself that I haven't lost my sense of cool.
After all, I read books that are on the Best Seller's list, I keep an eye on what colors are in style, and I know what vlogs and Twitter are.
And I've always been a cool mom. I still wear make-up, I know the difference between Transformers and Bakugan. I don't own mommy jeans. I wasn't loosing my touch.
But lately, I've been getting a sense that maybe, just maybe I'm not as cool as I thought I was.
Let me share the evidence:
-I text in full sentences, spelling all my words out and using punctuation.
-I don't have a Twitter account (I only ever claimed to know about it.)
-We were going to go see a movie and had no idea what was even in theaters.
-I've never heard a single Justin Bieber song.
-When fellow bloggers post about music, I have not heard of most of the groups.
-I'm a two spacer.
-I feel more comfortable listening to 80s music than to top 40.
-I don't own a smart phone.
-I can't bring myself to wear a maxi dress.
-I'd rather stay home and watch Food Network than go out.
It's slowly happening. I'm becoming uncool. I'm not sure there is much I can do about it. I have no interest in The Bachelorette, wedge sandals, or teen pop stars. There may not be much I can go to regain my once trendy self, but I can do my best to convince my children that Back to the Future and vintage U2 are trendy. The good thing is that right now, they are young enough to believe me.
Up next, a mini van and a scrunchie.