If you have ever spent more than ten minutes with me, you likely know that I’m addicted to those tiny little sugar free Altoids mints. I usually buy two packs at a time so I won’t run out. But, apparently I am not the only person who is hooked on them, because the last two times I went to buy them at my usual spots they were sold out.
And, now, I’m out of them. As a result I’m all cranky and irritable. MORE cranky and irritable than normal, that is. I’m going over all those times when the kids asked me to share and I said yes. If only I were stingier, I’d have run out later than I did.
About an hour ago, I got into the van to go pick up Willow. There on the floor of the van, not quite but almost directly under the gas pedal, was one little partly-sucked, lint-covered mint. I think this was probably one of Sophie’s. She sometimes is overcome by the peppermintness and spits them out.
I picked the mint up and took a good look at it: it was, to resurrect a perfectly good eighties adjective, grody, but I was desperate and so I scraped it clean and put it in my mouth.
As if that weren’t bad enough, while I was driving I was scanning the radio stations when I heard The Brothers Gibb singing Stayin’ Alive***.
Not only did I not change it, I sang along. Even on the "stayin’ aaaaaliiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIve" parts. And? I liked it. It made me remember the times that my best friend and I made up dance routines to that album, all the while cursing our seven(or eight? maybe nine. . . )-year-old ness for keeping us out of the theatre to actually see the movie. During one of those sessions, we decided to sneak into her oldest brother’s room to borrow his electric guitar so we could sing Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog. We found a note from his girlfriend that recounted, in loopy, bubbly seventeen-year-old girl cursive, the night that he’d seduced her on her parent’s couch. We both pretended that we knew what "seduced" meant. I remember the day I did learn what it meant that was the first thing I thought of — that love letter written on a piece of torn out binder paper and folded up into a neat little square.
***This website has a link to some place that says you can "sing this song with a PC karaoke player!"