9.19.2011

Why I am cool.

The other day I was feeling particularly fancy. It is fall in these parts, and nothing is better than fall in Provo. It makes me so excited my stomach gets all in knots. Carl left to school to do a field camp a couple of weeks early so Remy and I have been here packing, swimming and soaking up the delicious feel of autumn. We have also been borrowing my parent's car on occasion, as we are without. This car is not so much nicer than our own, except for the fact that it is spotless, black, without squeaky breaks and has a better stereo. Really, it is nicer. Remy and I were driving near BYU, we had the windows down, I had Ratatat playing a little bit loud, and honestly, I'm embarrassed to admit, but I was feeling kind of cool. Like, 'yeah, maybe I did graduate from college, but I can still listen to cool music with my baby and eat snow cones whenever I want.' Fast forward five minutes later when we pulled up at a stop light next to a car load of college kids. The car was far beyond capacity with hot babe bodies and young studs. They looked over at me, and one of them started to clap, then all of them started to applaud and holler and yell woooooo! you did it! woooooo!!! I waved, like I was so cool that I totally knew how to play along. Except that this was a really long red light, and the dumb kids kept wooing for an entire three minutes. I was acutely aware of how uncool I was to them. I don't really care, I'm still intact and I'm glad that I'm not the one trying to make people feel awkward at stop lights, but still. The light finally turned green and I made it to my professor/friends house where Remy and I were invited to dinner. It was very lovely. and then I stood up from picking Remy up off the floor, and ripped my overalls in a less than fortunate place. For the second time this month. Really? I thought I had patched them, but apparently not that well. So, in commemoration of the passing of my overalls, I am switching to a new wardrobe of strictly leggings and zip up sweatshirts. I hope Carl likes it when he sees me again. (by the way, 2 1/2 weeks of not seeing Carl is too long). Anyway, that in a nutshell is why I am cool. Good thing I have Remy to make up for any lack thereof.

11 comments:

Bayley Brook said...

cutest ever. ever ever. i'll cry when you leave.

Krysta said...

I do love days like this. It's all about perspective isn't it. And I persieve that you are one cool lady! I do recommend skirts also. I have a great rotation and they even work on bikes too!

Shelly said...

I can't even handle the cuteness!

Club Narwhal said...

not your overalls!!!!! i am crying with you. it reminded me of the day i tore my overalls, but just at the knee so i could cut them off and voila, overall shorts! that should tell you how cool i was...

melimba said...

So funny. I loved this post. Sometimes I do the same thing where I pump music, windows down and feel cool. Too bad those kids in the other car made you feel lame. You ARE super cool... In more ways than one.

You go, girl.

Lots of love,
melis

ginni said...

Caleb and I listen to music loud all the time. "Sound proof" is a feature I look for when shopping for new cars.

Our favorite song, when he was maybe 1-2/yo, was Calabria. We could listen 10 times over and never tire of it. It was a good song to learn how to count to.

I don't suggest youtubing a video for it...but here is a link to the cleanest version I could find. I really have no idea what she is saying though.

http://youtu.be/YxQ__qJ9hc0

Brooke said...

We loved this post. We laughed and laughed. YOU are definitely the cool one in this scenario - ripped overalls or no :)

emilia. said...

this is a hilarious post. and i love the bonus video of cuteness. love you.

kathy w. said...

I love this. And I want to write something cool here, but I'm not sure I'm as cool as you. Seriously.

darcie said...

autumn in provo. so true. gets me every. single. year.

olivia said...

been there! the windows down, the baby in back, the music blasting (in my case, little dragon, which i will equate to the same coolness level as ratatat). Except for me, the nextdoor car was a chain-clad black man in an SUV. He didn't woo & applaud, however.

cute movie, i'm dying to know where one finds this oldie-film filter.