...for a different kind of girl

silent surburban girl releasing her voice, not yet knowing what all she wants to say about her life and the things that make it spin. do you have to be 18 to be here? you'll know when i know.

Friday, September 29, 2006

"so...you come here often?"

i've come to the conclusion that making friends as an adult is a bit like dating. a frustrating, distressing experiment that i've found myself thick in the middle of lately.

a little background. i'm quite comfortable being the girl who sits in the back row, whispering the correct answers but too freaked out to raise her hand to speak them aloud. the girl labeled 'stuck up' and 'a bitch' because 'painfully, insanely shy' would have been too easy a moniker. naturally, it makes sense i ended up on a career path that involved me talking (gasp!) face to face with actual people, no? trust me. it wasn't an easy leap.

however, i've grown up. i can talk to you without the potential for vomiting on your feet (you're welcome). when the opportunity arises, i can wax loquacious about pretty much anything and pull off the major accomplishment of actually sounding like i know what i mean.

so i've been putting that skill to task lately while spending time hovering around other moms at my children's various activities and practices. it's during these times i've realized we're all doing the 'mommy dating dance.'

platonically flirting. sizing each other up. laughing at silly, not necessarily funny things. watching our brains spin to come up with anything to say during those moments of strained silence. wondering if maybe, just maybe, this one has potential and can turn into something real. i have to admit i was momentarily flustered when a mom at storytime this week turned to me and said, "oh, your son has the exact same beautiful, big brown eyes as you!"

yeah. it's fun.

before you get worried about me and think, "ah, poor, sweet girl! she has no friends!" trust that i'm pretty good in that department. i've maintained friendships with both sexes for years. loyal, i tell ya. got a secret? you can trust me. need to whine about what your precious angel and/or spouse did today that pushed you over the edge? i'll listen and toss in my own anecdote if it'll help.

but the majority of my friends are those i've had for some time. perhaps we did the 'friendship courtship' thing, too, and i just didn't realize it then. now it's painfully obvious it's not as easy as it should be to connect with someone. especially when we're watching ourrespective children bond over something as simple as the fact that farting must be the greatest gift a person can do with their body (naturally, i disagree, but that's a post direction i've not gone in yet).

when you're a kid, all it seems to take is a tiny sliver of likemindedness and you've found your friendship soulmate, your 'best friend forever.' the moms i've been flirting with lately, well, we're taking things a bit slower. on our third date, we finally decided we should take the big step and see each other outside of our kids' sports practice. telephone numbers were exchanged, schedules discussed. it was all very quasi-romantic.

and so our date plans are in place. a visit to a pumpkin patch. naturally, our preschoolers will be chaperoning. they serve as the 'out' you may need should the date go badly.

yeah, it's a big step. maybe actual friendships will be borne from the experience. i'm open to anything, really, because it is tough to make friends as an adult.

but the best thing about this type of dating? even though by the time we take our pumpkin patch excursion we'll be on our fourth "date," i'm pretty sure i won't be coerced into letting the other moms see my boobs and get lucky when the afternoon is over.

well, unless i'm complimented on my beautiful, big brown eyes again.

and if so, well, that's a post direction i've not gone in yet...


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great post. In my own circles I am as glib and outgoing as they come. Put me in a group of strangers and I feel like it's the first day at a new school in Jr. High and my mom made me wear a tie.

Friday, September 29, 2006 10:28:00 AM  
Blogger Edtime Stories said...

I loved this post. It is so true the balancing act of making friends. I actually love the way friendships delevop but they can be akward.

Now wondering if you really can be coerced into showing your boobs.

Friday, September 29, 2006 12:55:00 PM  
Blogger Nanette said...

I love your beautiful big brown eyes ;)

I am also a girl from the back of the class, afraid to raise her hand.

And children have such a wonderful perspective on things, they don't have any preconceived notions--they just see someone to play with.

Saturday, September 30, 2006 2:17:00 AM  
Blogger Cherrie said...

Did I ever tell you about your beautiful big brown eyes?

No, making friends is a trial-and-error process, on both sides. Sometimes there are more errors than anything else, but if you stick with it you can find treasures, platonic and otherwise.

Sunday, October 01, 2006 1:21:00 AM  
Blogger James Scolari said...

see your boobs and get lucky? wait, i've complimented your eyes time and again, and i'm still waiting...

Tuesday, October 03, 2006 9:05:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Pardon me for being 23 months behind, but I just found you via The Bean and I feel like I HAVE to say something. Two somethings, actually. Wait, maybe more. You'll probably know when I'm done, at any rate.
1)Beautifully put - it does seem much harder as an adult.
B)Where the hell were you the 15 months I lived in Iowa and had no friends, LOL

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