Age is apparently relative

I've been feeling so much better lately, mentally I mean. This is probably why this particular anecdote made me smiile instead of rush to the Lancome counter and by a $300 eye cream (okay, that and my thin wallet).

I am regularly carded for things like booze, cigarettes (not a smoker, just an enabler), and at least one rated-R movie. And I turn 31 this year.

Today must be opposite day.

My brother heard you could check DVDs out of the public library and there is a branch by our house. He rushed over there only to find out he didn't have a piece of mail current enough to get a card. So he rushed back home and pulled me off the couch where I was comfy under a blanket watching The Simpsons (what else?) and with the condition of him making me coffee I consented to go get a library card so he could check out DVDs. My brother is a movie fiend.

So we walked over there in the rain (of course it was raining, this is Eugene) and I signed up for a library card. Then at the end of my sign-up the woman signing me up said, "I was sorry I couldn't give one to your son earlier."

Son?

Son?

Son? He may be a decade younger than me, but how does that make me old enough to be his mom?

I just looked at her, got up, and we checked out 10 DVDs - just enough to keep me away from my homework long enough for my grades to suffer.

So at one moment I look younger than 18 and another I look about 40. Maybe I will go put on just a little eye cream.