this could be scary

Going inside the mind and thoughts of anyone can be scary yet here we are.  Having to create a blog for a class and writing about whatever we want; sounds easy, well maybe if your life consists of anything more than dishes and work.  I would love to sit here and be writing about the adventure I had on Friday night but I was in bed by 9:30pm, or the  love at first sight experience I had at a great party on Sat night , but this is not 1983 and on Saturday night I was at my Moms house watching Little House on the Prairie reruns with my 88 year old grandmother who has Dementia and thinks that the Ingall family lives outside our window and she can watch what they are doing every night at 7.  Today she kept telling me to help Charles because the cow in the barn was having difficulty delivering the calf and I was just sitting there.  Unfortunately i couldn't fit inside the t.v. to offer my assistance so I had to act like I was calling Doc Baker to ride over to the Ingalls farm to help.  Now I know none of you guys out there have any idea what I am talking about but odds are your parents do.  This is an example of an exciting weekend for me, and no I'm not kidding.  The funny part is we spend the first half of our life wanting to be older.  When we are 10 we want to be 16 so we can drive, when we are 16 we want to be 18 so we can move out and our parents who we are convinced don't know anything can not tell us what to do anymore.  Once we hit that mile stone and we are living on mac and cheese and Raman noodles ( yes they had those way back when I was 18) we want to be 21 so we can drink and go to clubs then we realize that the only real milestone to look forward to is 25 when are car insurance drops except for maybe 22 when we graduate college and we can move back home so our parents can tell us what to do again.  Before you know it your 40 and wondering why you spent all those years trying to grow up just to wish you had someone who would worry about all of the things your parents did so you don't have to anymore and you wonder why your kids wont listen to you,  and then you remember they are 18 and you don't know anything.