Monday, February 16, 2009

Wild Thing

February is over halfway gone, and I haven't posted a thing! So, over the next few days, I plan to backtrack and catch up on the highlights of the month.

February first was my birthday. My 52nd birthday. I'm not a lady who minds telling my age. I'm just happy to still be kicking.

Yesterday afternoon Tim and I went to Barnes and Noble. I stumbled upon a series of lighthearted books on aging by Judith Viorst. Although Viorst has written a number of books, I best remember her for her children's book, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

Yesterday, I purchased her book, Forever Fifty and Other Negotiations. Here's a poem from the book that I enjoyed:

Wild Thing

I went for a walk in the sun without wearing my sunscreen.
I went out of town without making a reservation.
I placed my mouth directly upong a public drinking fountain,
and took a sip.
I didn't bother flossing my teeth before bedtime.
I pumped my own gasoline at a self-service station.
I ate the deviled egg instead of the cauliflower with low-fat
yoghurt dip.
I bought, without reading Consumer Reports, a new dryer.
I left my checking account unreconciled.
I know that the consequences could be dire,
But sometimes a woman simply has to run wild.

I read this aloud to Tim; he chuckled and said this definitely describes the kind of wild I am.

Yes, I'm certainly getting to be a "wild thing" in my fifties. :)

5 comments:

Lisa said...

Cute poem Susan. I'm sure I'll fit right in when I reach the 50's in a few short years!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Sis Susan!! You are still the coolest woman I know! ~nina

Susan said...

Why, thank you, Nina! You made my day!

AmandaLauren said...

Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day was one of my favorites when I was a kid!

Susan said...

Lauren! Hi there! Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment! Did you know Judith Viorst is the mother of three sons? Alexander is one of her sons, and her books about Alexander are based on the real Alexander. She has a book for adults that I read last year called "Alexander and the Wonderful, Marvelous, Excellent, Terrific Ninety Days: An Almost Completely Honest Account of What Happened to Our Family When Our Youngest Son, His Wife, Their Baby, Their Toddler, and Their Five-Year-Old Came to Live with Us for Three Months. It is hilarious!