Recycled Teenagers

I read an interesting phrase the other day that describes us pretty well at this point in our lives: Recycled Teenagers. Don't you love that? Think about it:  We stay up as late as we like; then we sleep in as late as we like; days roll into each other without too much to distinguish one from another; chocolate is in full supply and great demand. No one really tells us what to do, even though they try; hormones are in full swing -- only "out" instead of  "in"; we can sit for hours in front of a TV or computer screen, oblivious of what is happening around us.

So, where am I going with this? Hummm...not real sure - just rambling around while I sit on the porch and talk with a few of my grandsons. Its amazing how their brains work, ...uhhh... OK, forget everything I said in the first paragraph. O.M.G. I do NOT think like them. Can you imagine being inside one of those brains???

Uh-ohhh...Grandaddy just joined us and now its really getting interesting. What is it about men that no matter their age they can relate to each other? We are bouncing back and forth between 1950 and 201l;  discussing girls, cars, sports and God. Guess what? Its all basically the same. So, OK, 1950's would find loafers or sneakers instead of flip-flops, but other than that, not much difference.

I love these summertime talks on the back porch. I love hot weather .. and  air conditioning, swimming, dirty little feet and sweaty hair all matted to beautiful little heads, pizzas - pizzas -pizzas, midnight ice cream socials and loud Scrabble games with impossible words like mrpesto.. (Mr. Pesto);  obnoxious burps, hysterical laughter, pillow fights, and lazy days. Humm...perhaps I do think like them after all.

Sooooo.....the "parents" just arrived. Guess I should try to act normal around them, problem is, I'm not sure what that is at this point. They are all very serious and expect people to sit straight, talk with normal words that can be understood, stop at one bowl of ice cream...blah blah blah....boring.....

Ooops - gotta go - there is a Frisbee game going on with the styrofoam plates --

Lovin' the season!!!