Is it just me….
Or is this song a little offensive?
(I of course…in the graduating class of 1984 – so close enough!)
At first I liked it….sang along….it’s catchy….mildly funny – but now…it bugs me. REALLY bugs me. Makes me feels old….like maybe Botox should be on my 2008 Christmas list.
OK….so Debbie takes prozac….has teenage kids and is disappointed because she didn’t get to be in a Whitesnake video…
She’s only had sex with her HUSBAND…..who happens to be a CPA…
(He’s working isn’t he?! Oh and a monogamous relationship is now something to make fun of?? Give me a break.)
Does that make her such a bad person? Pathetic?
Hell no!
I’d say if Debbie is still working out, still married and has raised two teenagers….she’s doing alright. And quite frankly – as many antidepressant ads that are out there….TV, magazines…radio….as they rattle off the “symptoms” of depression it’s no wonder we’re not all taking Prozac just like a multivitamin. I’m not making light of depression – lets make that very clear right now. But it is somewhat “in your face” that maybe YOU could be depressed because you feel a bit achy, despondent and sad. Jesus….I’m raising kids, work full time and my body is starting to show some aging….yea, I do have shrew days – more than a few. But don’t fill our heads with self fulfilling prophecies of depression.
Lets look at the YOUNGER set (Paris, Lindsey, Britney, Ashley and so on…) Hmmmm….rehab, plastic surgery, relationship hell, jail time and whatever else?!
Dang! Debbie is looking like she’s got her act together I’d say.
So let’s hear it for 40 year old Debbie! You did alright girl!
Being in your 40s is kind of like finally being in the Ultra Cool Club if you ask me.
You gotta put in the time…..pay your dues….and come out of it in tact…with the grace to say – “I’m cool with not being perky!” Nor my boobs or brains have done perky in a long time. And that’s ok.
I’ve got some wrinkles….stretch marks….(and gray hair that I don’t admit to just yet…shhhhh ) – but I’m not feeling old at all. I feel like I’m JUST getting started! Being a member of Prune-City, both eating them and starting to wrinkle like one makes me feel powerful. I know who I am, I’m taking care of myself – and I realize happiness doesn’t dance with only the young. The band is just warming up – and I am ready to twirl through the rest of my life. But not to the tune of the song “1985″ – to my own song. My heart’s song. The true lyrics of life.
