First, the winner of the photo caption contest – after much thought, much creativity, and probably much mild nausea, we’ve reached the winner for the, um, au natural photographer caption. Please take a moment to visit the thoroughly interesting and well-written webiste Every Record Tells A Story, who is my new Featured Blogger. Congratulations on your winning caption!
And as to this week…
I was talking with some friends the other day about how adulthood often feels like a charade, or illusion that’s thrust upon us. You look in the mirror and wonder, when did that happen? Or suddenly you discover that you are expected to make decisions that impact big, cultural things. You realize, in the midst of a crisis that someone has to handle this… and you look around and realize, “Oh. That someone is me. Shit.”
For me, it often feels like there’s air quotes around these titles. Like having the baby – I can’t help but make little air-quotes when say, “Yeah, I’m a ‘dad’ now. I have a ‘daughter.’ Ha ha.” And I know it’ll wear off – I’ve gradually stopped referring to my wife in air quotes, which I think she appreciates. – but the general feeling never does.
So what about you? For our Sunday discussion, our Sunday question: what parts of adulthood still catch you off guard? What can’t you get the air-quotes off of?