Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Friendship, Drinking, Teenagers and Healing
Last night I walked around the corner and met two girlfriends for happy hour. I had the above drink -- some spicy concoction of ginger beer, vodka and lime juice. I had two of those -- a rare second drink kind of evening. We also ordered food -- mussels, french fries, arugula salad with fennel and parmesan, a grilled artichoke with aioli and some seared tuna with a sesame crust and shaved raw zucchini. We sat and talked about the daily grind -- what it's all for, whether it's mid-life crises -- and speaking of, why the hell are we not in menopause, yet? We talked about our children, The Teenagers, about social media and sexting and their curiosity about our own teenage and college years. When does all that start? my friend with younger children asked my other friend and me. We told her that it starts now, the curiosity, the questions. I told her that earlier that day at Target, as I perused the aisles with my older son who recently got his driver's permit and now believes himself to be mature, asked me, When's the last time you got drunk, Mom? He's been asking me questions like this a lot, lately, out of earshot of his younger brother but enough to make me realize that it's happening, he's getting older and curious and what I say is as important now as it's ever going to be. You know, Henry, I said, sometimes your questions are a little too personal, and I want to say that it's none of your business, but I actually haven't gotten drunk in so many years that I've forgotten. I was never a person who drank enough to get drunk. Maybe I had too much to drink in college every now and then, but the feeling the next day was horrible enough that I never really kept at it. I see that he literally digests what I say and chews on it. My friends and I agreed that it's more difficult today to be a teenager with social media, with the threat of complete and irrevocable exposure hanging over you. We agreed, too, that our children are so much more open with us than we were with our parents and that that's a good thing. We discussed our boys and the #YesAllWomen campaign, how nervous it all makes us. We agreed that the relative boldness and ease of young women today compared to when we were young was both positive and a tad scary. We agreed that our boys are both dopey and clever. We laughed a lot. After a few days of horrible news and attendant anxiety, much of it self-inflicted, I'd venture to say it was a healing night for me, that I'm somewhat righted -- shored up.
Onward, as one of my writing teachers used to say. Onward.
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I'll take one or two of those drinks! (Not at 10:45 in the morning...but some evening!)ReplyDelete
Sounds like a refreshing evening out!
Sounds like my favorite kind of evening.ReplyDelete
Women friends are the true salvation!ReplyDelete
So glad to hear you're feeling better.
Two of those Moscow Mules (with a slice of orange??) and my answer to your son would have been "last night." But then, I'm a lightweight.ReplyDelete
Sounds like you are doing great ...
What would we do without friends?ReplyDelete
Times like that are THE BEST. Glad you had one. Onward!ReplyDelete
Such a dicey thing- answering the questions our kids ask us. There were times when I would say, "Look, there are some things you do that are your business and there are some things I've done or do that are mine."ReplyDelete
Not very many, but a few. I tried like hell to be honest and mostly, I think I succeeded. But you know us humans- we have to learn from our own experiences and that's all there is to it. Not saying that we shouldn't give our kids the best maps we can of the roads we've traveled down which they might want to travel too, but ultimately, they're going to have to learn some things on their own.
I'm still and eternally working on my own damn things to tell you the truth.
Nights with other women are the best magic.ReplyDelete
those darned teenagers always yank me back to reality when i start to spin out of controlReplyDelete
and that cocktail sounds divine
That is an interesting-looking cocktail. I admire anyone who can raise children in today's crazy world. But it's great that Henry asks those questions and feels comfortable talking to you about such things.ReplyDelete