The new generation

Was shocked by DD the other day ... she wanted to wear a halter top dress to go visit grandma - to which, of course, I put my foot down unless she wore a suitable T under it. When she complained that she never gets to wear her "fun" dress, I suggested she wear it to the end of year school disco. She wheeled on me with huge, scandalized eyes. "What???? Wear a DRESS to a disco???". Am I so out of touch? But then again, I vaguely remember looking at women wearing dresses when I was clubbing in my early twenties and feeling sorry for them, thinking they looked so out of place. I guess that's me now.

Trolley envy

I'm sure others do this as well - peek into fellow shoppers' cart and either smile indulgently with total self-righteousness when I see crisps, white bread, cold cuts, soda .... and immediately wipe the smile off my smug face when I turn to the next one and see the ingredients for making cannelloni - from scratch and using all-organic stuff. I guess I'm in the middle. Yes, loads of green stuff, not so many canned things (really, only beans and tomatoes), and everything wholemeal :) Now, if I can get just half of it into the kids' mouth, I'd really have no more trolley envy.