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Fairytales for a Practical Princess - 2008-11-30
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9:13 p.m. - 2004-08-09
Mom Eye for the College Guy. My elder son has always been a casual sort. He doesn’t make a stink if he has to dress up, but left to his own devices he reverts to his ‘uniform’ of carpenter jeans and a smart-ass t-shirt. He started with the shirts way back in elementary school. The relatives are never at a loss what to buy Alex. Though the last few years it’s been a struggle to find shirts big enough for my hulk of a child. Selections are sparse and sear when you’re in 3X country. Tangent alert! The other day he came to me and said he’d been analyzed by an Earth religion friend. He helped Alex find his totem. Alex asked me to guess what it was. I laughed and said, “Alex, I’ve known your totem was a bear since you were a day old.” Correct. Alex’s shaman friend saw it too. A grizzly, no less. After rolling his eyes and chiding me for not telling him sooner, he mused aloud. “Great. A bear. Sure, a bear’s a fine totem, but do I have to LOOK like one?” Resume topic. Alex feels it’s time for an edgier style. Today it was glasses. We’d gone to Wal-mart the other day and checked out frames. Found a few we both liked and today he bought 2 pair. A drill-set completely rimless pair with rectangular lenses and pewter colored hardware. Very snazzy and finally you can see his terrific green eyes. The other pair are a skewed cross between hornrims and cat’s-eyes. Sounds gross, but they look coooool. This is what my boy is shooting for. He’s changed majors and wants to leave his oversized computer nerd specs and general code-dork look behind. He’s a music major now. Music/education major, actually. Every time I say this I get a bit teary…my son is going to be a teacher. I’m so proud and happy I might burst. A music teacher. Elementary school preferred. He wants to be the guy who first teaches the kids to play band instruments. Computer stuff was the thing to do, but it wasn’t his gig. (No pun meant) His ultimate goal in computers was to do the sound effects and music scores for video games. He reckoned swimming with the geeks was the way to go. He discovered he has ZERO interest in how to design software or how a computer works. He realized by the end of his first semester he wasn’t in the right place. He loaded up on his gen ed requirements spring semester and truly thought about what he’d like to do for a living. He loves music. He likes kids. He respects teachers. He adored his music teachers and band directors. Especially the first. Mr H taught the kids to love music. To see it as a joy. Alex thought if he could do that for other kids it would be the best thing in the world. I think so too. It was with my ardent blessing that he changed majors. My son, the teacher. But before he dons his teacher hat he has to get his chops as an official musician. This means style. This means edge. It means if he didn’t already have a beard he’d have to grow one. Okay, I’m mocking a little. But only here. To his face I am nothing but supportive and helpful. I think it’s great my son finally wants to stop looking like a schlumph. And boy wasn’t he lucky in choosing his mother? I’d give Carson and Jai a run for their money, I am a make-over maven. I specialize in guerilla make-overs for special events. Reunions and such. No brides. I’m not crazy enough to take on a freaked-out bride. But a long-term lifestyle change is fun too. It’s especially flattering that my kid trusts me not to let him do anything dumb. Think about it. Would you trust your mother to pick out your clothes? Stylin’, ~LA
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