Fuck .... I'm nearly 30!

Popped down to the local Woolworths with the girls this afternoon, I picked a great time, end of the school day. We were surrounded with uniforms, BO, large backpacks, and headphones.
Looking at their young, wrinkle free faces, I thought to myself 
"wow, wasn't long ago I was the high school kid, thinking I was cool hanging out at the local shops"
....  13 years ago .... 13 fucking years ago I was in high school.
My adult life is now old enough to work (with parental permission) .... fuck, my adult life is old enough to have kids of it's own! Ok, I'm not advocating sex at 13 years old, and some girls were lucky enough to not have their period yet (bitches), but I've watched MTV, I know it happens. 

*sigh*
I feel so old, so out of touch.
My life is about wiping kids asses, animated movies, and negotiating food deals (she asks for sausages and pasta, I say there has to be vegetables, she settles for corn and peas, deal). Not to mention the phone bill, car registration, electricity bills, new tyres for the car, daycare fees, grocery shopping. 

I walk past clothing stores, and instead of thinking:
"omg, that skirt is so cute, like I love metallic zebra print, it's like, so classy you know? "
.... I think:
"omg, I have underwear bigger than that skirt, what is happening to fashion these days? How do parents let their kids wear that crap? My child will never wear that."
etc, blah blah, the mental ranting continues ......

I don't even know what kids are talking about these days. When I was in high school, we used to ride our bike to friends places, and call on the home phone (long curly cord was a must). I had a bedtime, and yes, my mum told me I had to be home by 5.30pm, or when the street lights came on, whichever first. In some ways, it feels like a whole other life time ago, yet in my head, it was only yesterday. 

I'm 30 years old this year. I'm vintage. 
I like to think that in another 10 years, I'll be the "cool" mum. Up with the times, in the know .....

...... I'm so not going to be that mum. I'll just be alone, categorising my Sci-fi memorabilia, probably still singing "let it go", and I'll definitely be wearing leggings as pants.  

Dawson's Creek!! Remember Dawson's Creek? ooh and Charmed, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (no fucking twinkling there!) ... ahhh nostalgia.