I know many of us aren't necessarily spring chickens, but I've never really felt my biological age...that is until:
-About 3 years ago my nephew was staying over for a few days, and we were watching SyFy. My husband and I were discussing the differences between the original and the new series when my nephew asked "What's Battlestar Galactica? Is that a new show?" Don't ask me why, but I was shocked that one of the most iconic SF series ever was so unknown by a younger generation.
-My niece, who currently lives with us was lamenting on how hard it is to make her friends listen to "real" goth music, and dress in "real" goth clothes. My husband and I, former "geeky goths", began questioning her choice of "real" goth music when she couldn't tell us who Depeche Mode, Bauhaus, Siouxie, or The Cure were. And "real" goth clothing?? According to her it comes from...Hot Topic. She could not fathom that we managed to dress gothy in a time when Hot Topic DIDNT EXIST.
-The first time I saw a group of teenagers using my backyard as a shortcut to the next neighborhood, and I caught myself at the last moment running halfway to the back deck to yell at them to "GET OFF MY LAWN!!". Oh yeah, I had almost become THAT old lady. *shudder*
-Relating stories to the same niece above of the time when my husband and I first met, and kept missing chances to get together for dates because this was BEFORE widespread cell phone use, and right when personal email addresses were JUST becoming popular but were still rare. (Early 1990's) This horrified her, and she could not fathom how we "ever talked to each other" without a cellphone, IM, email, or the other conveniences she uses to constantly blather on about NOTHING with her friends.
-Realizing its been long enough that the fashions I wore in Jr. High/High School are coming back in style. And that had I saved my clothes my niece would be the most fashionable girl in her class with my peg leg jeans, my legwarmers, my off the shoulder "ala Flashdance" shirts, my wild colored high top sneakers, and other clothing she spends a FORTUNE on in these expensive pseudo-vintage boutiques that are EVERYWHERE nowdays.
-Dropping niece off at school/at a party/at the mall/etc., and finding myself saying things like "I see the just rolled out of bed look is still popular", or "Is that a girl or a boy?", or even "Did they get dressed in the DARK this morning??"
-Being 37 weeks pregnant, and also having a 21 month toddler, a five year old, and a 17 year old niece/foster daughter....and realizing the people I graduated HS with are telling stories about their kids first year of college, and I am telling them stories of how I just found my toddler trapped in the fridge when she tried to climb into the veggie drawer...and didn't fit. I usually get shocked responses along the lines of "You still have a TODDLER?? Did you adopt?" No, I just got a late start. A really...really...REALLY late start.
So, what things have come up or happened that make you suddenly feel or realize "Ohmigosh...I am/feel OLD!!!"