Who says what is mature???
I find myself joking a lot lately about how some of the things I chose to do might be immature. I joke that someone of “my age” should probably not be partaking in such things as an Alco-Olympics…I should not have time in my day to paint my finger nails in such designs that resemble a high school girl in love or a trendy 20 something fashonista…see below:
I joke about these things because in all honesty I assume most people my age are having babies…raising families…spending their precious hours cooking dinners, working on school projects and nurturing their relationships with their spouses. (non of which is negative AT ALL) I realize this is a general assumption and not all people in my age bracket are doing such things, perhaps it is just most of the people I know my age are doing these things. Whether or not this is all in my head or people are actually thinking it…I sometimes realize that the way I live my life is perhaps a little immature in the eyes of some. If I let myself think this way…I can see what they are saying, but in the end who gets to really say what maturity is anyway. What makes a person “mature” and why is being immature bad???
I wish I had a family and a husband and made dinners at night that someone other than me got to enjoy, but that just isn't the case right now. Sometimes it makes me a little bit sad but on the other hand (no pun intended…or maybe it is) I love that I have time to hand paint small hearts on my finger nails…I love that rather than sitting around my house wondering when Mr.Right will appear, I get out there and partake in silly, hilarious, possibly immature things. I love that while I am waiting and hoping for the next step in my life to happen I take full advantage of the time I have now…and I live every single moment to it’s fullest especially if that means dressing up in a Canadian Tuxedo with amazing cousins to represent Team Canada in an Alco-Olympics. I have never laughed so much in all my life as I have in the last couple of years. I laugh at the dumb things I do, the stupid costumes I wear, the hilarious memories I make with great friends and family and I wouldn’t trade these moments for anything.
When the time is right my life will shift into something possibly bigger then these moments…it will shift and I will have a family of my own and I may not have time to paint my nails in stripes or hearts, but I will be damned if I still don’t get out there every now and then and act super immature all in the name of fun. If these pictures are immature in a bad way…then I don’t ever want to be mature!!! Try not to laugh at these pictures!!! (some are a little blurry, but you get the point)
On a side note I need to say how much I admire my cousin and his wife (seen below) because they are exactly the type of family I would want to be…they are the most amazing parents in the world and I think a small part of that has to do with the fact that they let themselves have fun without their kids sometimes too. They can enjoy their kids even more because every now and then they remind themselves what it is like to take it down a notch and let loose and be immature. They love each other to the point of me vomiting in my mouth…in a good way,if that’s possible…they are an amazing couple and I am so happy they join us every now and then for these “immature” adventures. ( of course I am not saying every family needs to be this way…but it works for some people. I am sure there are many amazing parents out there that don’t partake in full denim gear events and that is perfectly fine…I am just putting my personal opinion out there when I say the things above)
Bottom line: have fun, be a little immature, do some crazy things, wear clothes completely out of your comfort zone in public, and always dance like no one is watching…even when you know they are for sure watching :) Being silly is fun and I plan on being silly right on in to the next stage of my life…I will never be “too old” to wear full denim and sing “Regulators” at the top of my lungs…NEVER!!