Is This Really Happening To Me?

[rebcake]

Today was the day that McDiva became a teenager.


*sob*


No, no, it's fine. Really.


*choke*


Yesterday, she was twelve. It was totally different. Or, was it? We went with McDiva's best buddy from down the street to Japantown, for a marvelous immersion in cuteness, noodles, don buri, manga, manga, manga, and even a bit of taiko drumming. Best buddy found the most awesome hat/backpack/scarf/mittens-with-claws combo item in the world, so she was over the moon. Then off to best buddy's house for chocotinis (for the adults) and great nosh. Eye rolling was minimal, with only one suggestion that daddy is a complete idiot for not knowing ____________ (some minor Japanese pop culture detail, I guess).

Today was a perfect day. Grandpa (my dad) was here to fetch the bagels and lox, as requested. Then she came to cuddle a bit and tell me that I am a good writer. (Hmmmm. What does she want from me?) She allowed us to take her to a Disney movie (Bolt, we're behind on the movie-going), and her fellow new teen (son of old friends who got pregnant at the same time, the kids are 5 days apart) and his dad joined us for the outing. 3-D! Who knew? Then Nana (my mom) came in on the train and we stampeded off for sushi, also by request, with one of the gals who assisted at her birth (now a downstairs neighbor) and her partner. Parentals were cordial and pleasant (even to each other). Everybody got totally stuffed. Then we stampeded back to the house for presents (an orgy of wonderfulness I can't even describe) and the incredible Bête Noir flourless chocolate cake, as requested. Then an episode of last season's Pushing Daisies, as requested, before bed. Tomorrow is the first day back at school after the break, but we ended it with a bang. Bonus, I managed to escape death by eye-daggers for one more day.

Wish me luck.

Comments

[ms-scarletibis.livejournal.com]

Enjoy it while you can. Only a few more years before the whole teen tude settles in, and it'll be nothing but a couple of years of angst, ickyness, and "You just don't understand!" Not that that lasts forever :P

[glassdarklyuk.livejournal.com]

Good luck. The teenage years can be tough, but at least they got off to a good start.

[mere-ubu.livejournal.com]

Aw, congratulations! It's a new era, or so I'm told. (I always make a big deal of checking Miss Z. for horns and scales on the morning of her birthday and then feign relief, telling her that I'd heard that _____-year-olds are monstrous creatures and I wasn't sure what to expect. I'm betting that I don't have too many more years left in that particular ritual.)

Sounds like a perfect birthday and a great way to say good-bye to the tweens. I can't imagine that there's a more effective vaccine against death by eye-daggers than flourless chocolate cake. Someone should develop a patch delivery system for that. ;)

[ssddgr.livejournal.com]

Awww, good luck!
*hugs*

Everything but Zero Mostel singing "Sunrise, Sunset"

[regisgoat.livejournal.com]

I was over at Wiley Carter's house and I saw an episode of Pushing Daisies for the first time--the one with the Norse CSI experts. Why isn't Orlando Jones more famous? Having seen Kristen Chenoweth on stage, I was shocked to see how itty-bitty she is in real life...
Anyway, happy birthday McDiva. And look out for those eye-daggers. Teenagers practically raise themselves these days, that's what I hear. Just get them an AOL account and they work on these ASCII graphics all the livelong day...when they're not playing Pong or Space Invaders, that is!