Still

Christine: How have you never heard "It's Raining Men" before now? Everyone knows that song. It's been in a hundred movies.

Me: When you guys were little I used to listen to Rafi with you

Christine: Mom, I have little kids and I know all the new songs.

Me: Maybe I'm a little bit of  a nerd

Christine: I've always known that, since I was little.

Me: How?

Christine: Because you told us how you made a report about Japan just because you wanted to.

Me: Oh yeah

Christine: And you kept weather charts.

Me: Yes

Christine: And you know all the words to every musical since like, the 20's

Me: I do

Christine: And you watch Star Trek..a lot

Me: Ok, I get your point.

And my point is, how did this happen? How did I not ever get hip or cool? I wanted to be, but I was afraid of drugs and motorcycles and getting pregnant. 

Plus, "How Green Was My Valley," was a really good book, and I wanted to have puppets like Shari Lewis. None of the cool kids had puppets or cared about life in Wales, or amused themselves by singing show tunes on rainy days, (which I knew about in advance because I kept weather charts). 

Thank God I was a pretty teenager or I'd still be a virgin. 

Here's the sad part; I haven't outgrown my awkward years. I feel like I missed so much. Not just "It's Raining Men" but, well, hell, I don't even know what everyone else that wasn't me was doing.

And here's the question. Is it too late? I hope not. I might just get a tattoo, of the Starship Enterprise. That's kind of cool, right?