It's
August 4th, so it must mean I'm wearing the sleeveless shirt with Tigger on
it. (https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2023/08/same-old-outfit.html)
I'm also wearing the blue WDW shorts that I purchased in WDW in (I believe) 1997! I wear the
shirt every year...I try to wear the shorts too, but on days that I had to go
to work, I couldn't so instead I'd throw on a navy shirt to match as closely as
possible.
It is because on this ay
19 years ago I threw on these clothes and drove (and drove and drove) to go
meet our son. And the year after he was born, I decided it would be a
tradition to wear the same outfit (or as close to it as possible) every year on
his birthday.
Amazing, my son (being,
for the most part, a good egg), puts up with me and every year we take a photo
together. Me wearing the same outfit and him, wearing whatever the heck
he wants. There are currently 20 photos of me in this outfit. I
gotten thinner (and then fatter) and older. My son has grown from this
little peanut into a six foot plus amazing human being. (Yes, I am
biased).
A LOT has changed in 19
years! Mostly his hair color and length. He's dyed it a deep black,
which I didn't like when he first did it 3 or so years ago, but I've grown to
like it. I like it a lot more than when he went blond (there can only be
one blond in this family and it should be me!). The red/auburn was okay,
but...I'm wondering what his "natural" color would look like these
days. (I'll probably never know.) He's also wearing it a lot longer
than I'd like. However, I'm in the minority. Everyone (including
friends of mine in my age bracket) really likes the long hair look. (It's
very 1970s.)
Last year, the day
after he turned 18 and officially became an adult, he did something that I
wouldn't let him do. (I wouldn't give my approval.) And I KNEW it
would happen. My husband and I had headed to the NJ shore, so he was
on his own at home. I could see when he went out and where he was headed
and I KNEW what he was going to do. He got his ears pierced. (I
guess I'm really old because I'm not keen on guys with pierced ears!)
However, he was/is an adult and he had the right to do so...
Although I may not agree
with his personal style all the time, I'm proud to say that he's turning into a
responsible young man. And without my guidance (or maybe I should say
nagging). (Should that hurt? It hurts a little.) He did
exceedingly well his first year in college; making Dean's list for both autumn
and spring. (Mom brag!) In addition to his "regular"
summer job, he's taken on the extra task of filling in for our church sexton
while he is recovering from a heath issue and when he can, he's acted as a
personal taxi service to a family friend. I/we must have done something
right.
Although things change,
they also remain the same. He gets to pick what he wants for dinner.
(This year it is spaghetti; usually its pot roast and I was willing to give it
a go even though it's incredibly hot out.) There were no presents for him
this morning because the gift he wanted (to have some of his great-great
uncle's ink sketches framed) won't be ready until Friday. However, when
he got up he mentioned the Lego Store. (During his downtime this
summer, he's been digging into the Lego that resides in bins in our basement
and he's purchased some small kits on his own.) We used to make the trip
to the store for his birthday. That hasn't happened in a LONG time.
However...
Within forty five
minutes he was dressed and the three of us headed over to the mall in
Elizabeth, NJ, where the closest Lego Store to us. We went to the local
where the store was and it was GONE! Thankfully there was a note on the
door saying they had just moved (3 days prior) to a new location in the mall.
(PHEW! I thought the day was going to go wrong.) We found the new
location and looked around. Then we did what we've always done; we walked
away. The store can be pretty overwhelming and even to the non-fan like
me, there is the sense that I WANT THIS ALL. (The brand new Jaws set was pretty
awesome looking.) Instead we headed over the Lindt store and picked out a pound of
chocolate goodness. We visited the Disney outlet store (where I didn't
buy ANYTHING...amazing!) before we headed back to the Lego Store where he picked out a kit and
also decided on filling a small box with some extra Legos. (No more
cups...memories of my husband carefully following instructions found on line as
to how to get the most in one cup.)
Now, like years ago, my
dining room table is full of Lego. As much as changed, so much as stayed
as is. And my challenge for today (especially as I start to make meat
sauce) is to keep the shirt clean so that it survives for another year.
And another photo.
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