With all the responsibility that has been thrown at me lately, it makes it really hard to believe that as a kid, I couldn’t wait to grow up. Seeing my older sister (15 years older to be exact) do all of these awesome things, all I wanted to be was an “adult”.
I simply do not understand the people around me have their shit together. I can’t comprehend how they do it!
And now that I’m an “adult” and no longer being “parented” I have to actually start getting my shit together, or at least appearing like I do. So let’s explore some things we adults get to do now that we’re old:
Eat all the ice cream and sugary cereals we want
I was lucky in that my parents were never too restrictive with food choices. But its not like they promoted me eating ice cream any ol’ time of day. And they never bought me “lucky charms” or “fruit loops” or any cereal with a mascot. Now I feel like ice cream is my greatest foe. It tastes great, comes in so many varieties, and is available to me in unlimited quantities (or at least as much as I can afford to buy). What’s effed up about this situation is that now that my metabolism has slowed down and my love of ice cream turns into love handles. What the hell man?!
We can dictate our own allowance
I used to have to make ends meet on $10 per week. I thought this was a grave injustice considering that an Easy Bake Oven cost at least $30. And that’s without the batteries
Now, my allowance comes from my job, and I’m proud to report that it’s higher than $10 weekly! That is, until I’ve paid rent, cable, water, trash, electricity, gas, car, online porn, and psychic hotline phone bills.
We can have a messy room
Except now, all that means is I just have to clean that shit up later. I’m not quite rich enough to afford a housekeeper, so this mess is all mine to deal with.
We get to stay up all night
It was a huge deal to stay up all night back in the day. I remember we kids even used to brag to each other about how late we were allowed to stay up.
“this one time, I stayed up allll night!” – My bitchy classmate circa 1993.
Now if I stay up all night, its usually some sort of emergency or jet lag. I love love love going to bed early. I know, how messed up is that?! I live on the edge if I stay up past midnight. I know, party pooper I am.
Shopping used to be so much fun. Riding in the cart with my legs dangling out. Grabbing stuff off shelves used to give me high. Now, shopping can still be fun, but nowhere as near. You have to drive, park (shoot me now, will you?), manuever your way through other carts, look at prices and nutrition facts (cause you sadly care about that kind of stuff as an adult). And of course, your the one paying. Always a buzz kill.
Watch TV all day if we want to
I used to be so upset when at 9 o’clock I had to shut off the TV and get ready for bed. I never got to see the juiciest stuff on TV, and as a 9-year-old, I felt like I was really missing out.
Now that I know what comes on TV after 9, I think my parents were not so stupid after all. Plus, If I sit on the couch all day just watching TV, I feel like the laziest person ever. I’ve got a room to clean, an “allowance” to bank, shopping to do, and some ice cream to buy. And all this before I zonk out at 10pm.
What did you like doing when you were younger but dread doing now?
And heres something I like as a kid and is still pretty fantastic as an adult.
3/4 cup peanut flour
3/4 cup All purpose flour or rice flour
1 stick of butter, cold and cubed
1/8 cup really cold water
1 tablespoon sugar
filling of choice (I used blackberry jam)
1 cup powdered sugar
2 tbs milk of heavy cream
Mix the butter with the flour and sugar until pebbles form. Use either your hands or a pastry cutter. If you do it with your hands, work fast so the butter doesn’t melt. Add the cold water and mix well until you form a homogeneous dough. Refrigerate the dough for at least an hour. Once cold, roll the dough to a thickness of about half a centimeter. Cut in rectangles of the same size or do what I did and use the top of a cup to make circles. You can make them as big or as small as you want. Preheat your oven to 350F . Place the filling (about 2 tablespoons for the size I made) on top of one of the sides of the poptart. Cover with the other side. Seal the edges with the help of a fork and make three cuts in the tarts to release the steam. Bake for 20-25 minutes until the tarts are golden brown. While the tarts bake, whisk together the ingredients for the glaze and set aside(I added blue and red food coloring to make purple icing…it turned gray!). Pour over the icing once they’ve cooled.