Oh, to be young again!

This post will show you how vain I really am. So please bear with me for a while, I promise I will scoot off and get a life after this.

I parked myself in front of the TV last night to watch the inaugural episode of Spain - On the Road Again. Actually, I tuned in to see Gwyneth Paltrow and how she fares in the programme. Honestly I got bored after a while and went off to do other things.

Here's the thing, she seems rather bored and distracted in the show, like she's homesick or something. Even being recognised by her fans on the streets didn't bring her much joy. Funny thing is when her co-host commented on her idol status, she mumbled something about being mumsy with two kids and so forth. I was like, what's with this woman? She one of the sexiest women in the world! Either she's very modest or she no longer feels young and attractive.

And I thought I was the only one. At the food centre today, I heard someone calling my name. He's the father of YK's classmate. While chatting with him, his wife whom I was seeing for the first time, kept gushing, "You're YK's mum? But you're so young!" I was flattered but immensely embarrassed.

Well, I'm not that young actually. I didn't give birth to YK when I was a teenager you know. Recently I met some of YK's new friends through his marine reef club. One chap in his 20s greeted me and promptly whispered to YK that he felt bad calling me 'aunty'. Later, he said "Bye ma'am!" when he left. Hello young man, I'm old enough to be your mum ok!

Just the other day, another of YK's friend told him "Your mum looks very young. But she also looks cranky." Why of course. Do you expect me to be Ms Congeniality after driving all the way here to pick YK? When that same friend came by yesterday, I stood at the main door and flashed my most brilliant smile. I don't want to be a cranky mum.

When I was walking Rusty this evening, we came across a young man along the way who kept turning back to look at me and Rusty. I can only imagine two scenarios. He could be my reader or he could have mistaken me for a local celebrity.

Well, that local celebrity also lives in the East and has a dog like mine. So, the only thing we have in common here is our Jack Russell. Granted our hairstyle is quite similar from a distance but other than that, we've nothing else in common. Maybe that guy forgot his glasses and had mistaken me for the sexy, youthful, leggy and beautiful Jamie Yeo. He needs his eyes checked.

Image taken from Jamie's blog.

You're dreaming Blur Ting. Now shoo, go get a life!