Everyone Grows Up Sometime

Posted By on March 27, 2007

We received an appraisal request only to find out that it was for a house being purchased by one of our old friends, Fed.

Only Fed is now Eric. The nickname of long ago now put aside along with youth, piercings, and the occasional tattoo. He’s now a married man, for quite some time, and stepfather to a 16 and soon-to-be 18 year old, in the middle of a new home purchase.

I always swore that Fed could have been a standup comedian, in true Fed form he joked about the upcoming 18th birthday in his house, “I keep telling him that he’s getting luggage and a u-haul.” Eh, not quite the old Fed snap, but funny, in an “I’m older and responsible now” kind of way.

This wasn’t the same Fed who laughed even though he was equally as hungover as I was when I stomped into the room on July 5th to find him, Mike, and a couple of other friends debating whether or not to finish off the 4th of July keg. “Well, if it isn’t Little Miss 10 Foot Tall and Bullet Proof,” he had said with a weak laugh.

As Mike put it, “Sometimes, catching up with an old friend isn’t as much fun as it sounds.”

Fed joked about sitting on the side of the bank with me while Mike ran to get the car. I kept asking how bad my foot was and he kept saying it was just fine, all the while trying not to puke at the odd angle to which my foot was twisted. His version of that fishing trip is far more funny than mine.

Maybe Mike was right. Getting older is better than the alternative, but it doesn’t make you miss the things that once were any less. Well, depending on what those things were, I suppose.

** Private post in the backroom… log in if you feel like it!

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Comments

11 Responses to “Everyone Grows Up Sometime”

  1. avitable says:

    I refuse to grow up. Ever.

    “Private post in the backroom” – you like that backroom action, don’t you?

  2. Amy says:

    Avi I’m big on the backroom… and there is a BIG difference between backROOM and backDOOR. :razz:

  3. avitable says:

    So you’re saying that most people have a backdoor, but you have a backROOM?

    :twisted:

  4. Miss Britt says:

    I am not a fan of the whole getting older but wiser and blah blah blah.

    Getting older sucks.

  5. Amy says:

    Avi Yes, and I had an interior decorator design the whole thing in French country. I even have a couple of lovely roosters that Mike keeps referring to as “cocks.”

    (I think I am too clever for my own good and that is not going to come out right…)

    Britt Shut up. You still have the rest of your 20′s to look forward to.

  6. avitable says:

    So you have a couple of cocks in your backroom, and you also had another person, along with Mike in there at the same time? Impressive.

  7. Amy says:

    Avi I do my best. :twisted:

  8. Miss Britt says:

    Ouch. Why am I suddenly overwhelmed with an urge to buy a tub of lube?

  9. Amy says:

    Miss B It’s that Avitable Vampire Hypnosis trick. He’s available for parties too… I think Amy rents him out occasionally.

  10. avitable says:

    Britt, who are you kidding? You already own a tub of lube!

    And look into my eyes. You are getting sleepy. You want to show me your boobs. Your boooooooobs.

  11. Miss Britt says:

    ROTFLOL

    I don’t own a TUB

    I own a little dainty pot.