I Just Had to Smile
It's been a long time since I had to handle questions about how old I am.
P's niece and nephew are quite an inquisitive twosome. The first time they saw me, they were pretty keen to find out how old I am.
"22? 35? 40?!"
Usually, I'm not adverse to telling people how old I am. (I've always maintained it's a case of mind over matter - if you don't mind, then it doesn't matter). But this time, as the subject of such intense scrutiny and curiosity, I decided to beat the kids at their own game.
"I only answer qustions if I'm paid $100 in advance." (protests from the kids).
"I'm anywhere between 9 to 90." (this resulted in collected groans from the kids, who proceeded to work out the possible permutations mathematically).
With such non-answers, the kids pretty soon lost interest in me. (ha ha.).
It was really good to be able to see the rest of the girls again after such a long while. PB was in good spirits, G a bit under the weather (struck by the flu bug and other hapless incidents that only one PR person can commiserate with another), Kat unfortunately sprained her back at the last minute. P was minding two kids (which I have to hand it to her). E was looking good, I must say.
Unfortunately, the medication I'm taking precludes me from making any intelligent conversation. Everything felt surreal, like I'm speaking and walking through a muffled vacuum of sorts. Everything just seems a tad remote and echo-y, if you know what I'm trying to get at.
In the end, I had to flee for yet another retreat planning meeting.
The evening ended off on a note of hilarity, with us testing Jenny with the silly games that we plan to play.
P's niece and nephew are quite an inquisitive twosome. The first time they saw me, they were pretty keen to find out how old I am.
"22? 35? 40?!"
Usually, I'm not adverse to telling people how old I am. (I've always maintained it's a case of mind over matter - if you don't mind, then it doesn't matter). But this time, as the subject of such intense scrutiny and curiosity, I decided to beat the kids at their own game.
"I only answer qustions if I'm paid $100 in advance." (protests from the kids).
"I'm anywhere between 9 to 90." (this resulted in collected groans from the kids, who proceeded to work out the possible permutations mathematically).
With such non-answers, the kids pretty soon lost interest in me. (ha ha.).
It was really good to be able to see the rest of the girls again after such a long while. PB was in good spirits, G a bit under the weather (struck by the flu bug and other hapless incidents that only one PR person can commiserate with another), Kat unfortunately sprained her back at the last minute. P was minding two kids (which I have to hand it to her). E was looking good, I must say.
Unfortunately, the medication I'm taking precludes me from making any intelligent conversation. Everything felt surreal, like I'm speaking and walking through a muffled vacuum of sorts. Everything just seems a tad remote and echo-y, if you know what I'm trying to get at.
In the end, I had to flee for yet another retreat planning meeting.
The evening ended off on a note of hilarity, with us testing Jenny with the silly games that we plan to play.
posted by Leng @ 12:34 PM
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