Yesterday was when my sister, brother and I taught a dance class. Well, they taught and I learned along with the middle school campers. At the end of the session, the campers asked the three of us who was oldest. Their response when I said I was? "Shoot, you're the smallest one!" It was a trifle bit demoralizing.
And then today, I went to buy a bottle of wine. Exciting first purchase and all. I picked out a nice Spanish red table wine that had the Pythagorean theorem on the label. Perfect for a math/Spanish major, no? Anyway, my mom bought her own wine and then I went to check out. The cashier asks for my ID. He analyzes it for a long time and then finally says "Okay, I guess I'll give it to you. Happy birthday. We can just pretend your mom got it." Um, excuse me? Why do we have to pretend my mom bought the wine? My license clearly states that today is my 21st birthday. Last I had heard, on your 21st birthday you can legally purchase alcohol. Not your 21st and 1 day birthday. So why are we pretending my mom had to buy the wine I can clearly purchase myself? Very confused.
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