Bras, Glutes, & Duck Heads: Age-Defining Moments

It’s been a rough few weeks for my ego. Please note the title says age-defining, not age-defying

Party of One Final Cover

Watch for it in May!

It began when I was out with a friend at a small local restaurant. Since my book Party of One is due out within weeks, I’ve been scouting venues to have book signings. I asked to speak with the owner of the place. I was surprised when a cute guy in his twenties approached the table.

He’s the owner?

Anyway, I told him what I had in mind. He was agreeable to the book signing idea, and I was excited.

“We could schedule you any night, maybe seven to closing,” he said. “We’ll set you up at one of our larger tables, and advertise it on Facebook. Just let me know what night would work best.”

The baby-faced owner was so darn cute and optimistic I didn’t have the heart to tell him.

First, nights won’t “work best.” My readers are women, middle-aged and older. Some of them don’t drive after dark—or shouldn’t. The rest of them have taken their bras off by seven. Once that happens, there’s no turning back.

After expressing my appreciation, I promised to get back to him soon. Better yet, maybe I could speak to his mother. She may be more sympathetic and better able to explain this rite of passage to her son.

Friends, this world is not your home, so don’t make yourselves cozy in it. Don’t indulge your ego at the expense of your soul. Live an exemplary life among the natives so that your actions will refute their prejudices. Then they’ll be won over to God’s side and be there to join in the celebration when he arrives. ~ 1 Peter 2:11-12 (MSG)

A second age-defining moment actually stems from my new membership at the gym … but not in the way you might think.

When I joined earlier this year, I had no fantasies about competing with lunks and beauty queens who were half my age. My goal was simple—to be more comfortable in my clothes, preferably the smaller sizes.

Anyway, after being assessed by a professional trainer, I got started.

I’d been working out for a few months, when I noticed an unwelcome change on my way into the kitchen one morning. My PJ bottoms hugged my glutes a little too tight. My brain ran back to the gym. (Okay, maybe “ran” is an exaggeration.) I pictured the machines in my head, then grumbled, “Why would a pro tell me to do exercises that would make my butt bigger?”

This may look exactly like me, but it’s not.

I was writing a formal letter of complaint in my head as I tugged at my PJ bottoms. That’s when I saw the tag—in the front. In my rush, I’d put my pants on backwards.

Knowing my husband was on his way, I wanted to right that wrong before he noticed.  A speedy off and on, then I began my breakfast duties with all the innocence and sophistication I could muster.

Then I heard him chuckling behind me.

With a hand on my hip, I said, “What’s so funny?”

“If you’re wondering why your sweatshirt has no spots on it, it’s because you’ve got in on backwards.”

Without much thought, my big mouth snapped back, “Then it matched my pants! So there!”

He’s still laughing.

In the end, people appreciate honest criticism far more than flattery. ~ Proverbs 28:23 (NLT)

This past holiday weekend, I got to spend time with my six grandchildren. The four older grandkids—Jessica, Colin, Michael, and Darin—are polite and tactful, but basically ignore me. Nice way of saying there’s a good chance I bore them. C’est la vie.

However, I can still amuse the youngest two: nine-year-old Max and seven-year-old Margaux—even when I’m not trying.

Dressed in my new outfit with my make-up and hair looking as good as ever, I sat on the sofa in their rental house, admiring the view of a lovely pond.

Margaux joined me. She leaned over the back of the sofa, her precious little face studying my features, like seven-year-olds do—up close and personal. Pointing to my chin and/or neck area, she exclaimed, “Hey! Memere! It looks like you have a duck’s head under there.”

Max jumped on the sofa, abandoning his Legos. “Let me see!” He twisted his whole body for a better view.

I began to laugh.

Margaux turned my head toward her. “Wait! When you laugh it looks like a tiny person!”

Max got even closer. “It does! If we draw eyes on it, it would look like a chubby face.”

I can’t wait until they grow up and ignore me.*

Grandchildren are the crowning glory of the aged; parents are the pride of their children. ~ Proverbs 17:6 (NLT)

(*That’s so not true.)

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  1. janetgrunst says:

    Ha ha ha. Ah, Clarice, the candor of children. I can still remember some choice things I said I wish I could forget.
    Aging is humbling a– but that’s exactly where God wants us.

    I love the cover of your book. I picture it with you on it.
    It’s still not on Amazon to pre-order. Let me know when it’s available.

    • I really do get a kick out of them. I remember torturing my grandmother by jiggling her arms.

      The book cover is the final proof from the graphic designer. I just sent the publisher my final edits. It shouldn’t be too long now.

  2. Liz Hoyt Eberle says:

    Hee, heee, heee….. welcome to the real world of grand-memaw-land. Those little descendants are so adorable…. or…. well, make up something fun. ?????? (still wont trade thkse lrecious days….)

  3. Elsie Bush says:

    You are too funny. J

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  4. Elsie Bush says:

    I like your book cover!!!

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  5. Sue says:

    What’s up with these kids and the waterfowl references? Mine are always telling me I waddle like a duck. ? And compared to the other stuff they say, that’s a compliment.
    PS: Love the cover!!!

  6. saragoff says:

    Very cute story. Thanks for sharing!

    Sara

  7. Jim Hamlett says:

    Hilarious, Clarice. Laurie will love it (bra-less, of course).

  8. Eileen says:

    Clarice you always make me laugh because we are all living the same life. My grandchildren say the same things. I love to watch the horrified looks on their parents faces. Love the cover can’t wait for the book!

  9. Laurie Hamlett says:

    Indeed Clarice I howled! So rich that laughter truly is good like a medicine! Erma Bombeck style! We would not do well sitting anywhere near each other in church…….

  10. janetgrunst says:

    I must have missed the picture of you and your granddaughter before. Her expression is priceless!