Young Love

So my eldest Maddie is replying yes, yes, yes to the boy of the moment. He asked her the ever important question of if she would be willing to be his escort to the big P. (Prom.) Today she was regaled in mountains of balloons, posters with squiggles and dots and overly fat letters, silly string and of course Mike & Ikes.(You guessed it his name is Mike…..Ikes crossed out and replaced with Maddie.) This was all in reply to his ever important question "Will you go to the Prom with me?". Ah youth. Wish I would have done it better. I really enjoyed most of my life. Twenty-one and living at the beach along with my black convertible. That was enjoying life. Having most of the football team at my 16 birthday. That was a blast-o-rama!  Being engaged and then unengaged at 19 was really fun….glad that one didn't work out. (Don't get me wrong, he was great it is just I eventually got the best.) There are things that I wonder why I didn't do. Or things I wish I had pursued like travel, glamour, writing. Regrets. They tank don't they? So my resolve is to do more now so when my hair is completely grey  and my hands are irrevocably shriveled and the Redbulls have completely taken all the chubby brain cells and only left the skinny ones, I will have no regrets. How is that for a resolve. I better get to it! I am years behind!