PERKS OF BEING A GROWN-UP

There are 10,000 things to blog about from the past 8 months.  But it is always the tiny details that bring  me back to this.  I'll go retro later with all the backlog of adventures, but for now:

Today I made the 16-year-old within me really happy.

Just bought myself a pair of 10 gauge bone swirl earrings at The Garage that I've wanted since I was a sophomore in high school.   Couldn't get them then because...well...because they cost more than a week's allowance...and no earrings were worth that.

There is something rebellious but ladylike about them that always caught my eye.  Then recently it dawned on me that I'm now a grown-up.  And a grown-up can easily afford those earrings.  So today, before taking my little brother out to see the Blue Man Group for his birthday and right after I ordered my new iPhone, I made a stop specifically to make the purchase that's waited 10 years.

It's silly, a teeny detail in my life, but it was one that reminded me that all my former selves--the 8-year-old, the 13-year-old, the 16/18/21-year-old--are all in there somewhere.  And the 26-year-old me gets her time now, but the other girls have a say--and I love acknowledging that.  Today 16-year-old me gets to have a little enjoyment of the perks of being a grown-up.