They said it would happen, but I just didn’t want to believe. And yet: here it is, today, just in time for a weekend whirl of publicity: Tom and Katie are engaged. Yikes! That was quick. I know this subject has been covered ad nauseum by so many other sites (see Gawker, Defamer, etc) but I have to admit, I didn’t think they’d get engaged. Canoodle (to use Page Six’s word) endlessly in public, yes. Proclaim their love on every network show, sure. But married? Oh, well. I wish them the best. May they always look good on the cover of US Weekly. Congrats, you crazy kids!
Meanwhile, it’s Friday. Where did the week go? I have no idea. What I do know is that in less than a week, I head north for my vacation, and I am so unprepared it’s just plain sad. It’s weird how I find that I am either completely OCD (addicted to checking my datebook, shuffling various lists endlessly, fretting like a pro) or slacker beyond slack. I remember when I was younger (warning: old fogey talk ahead) and going out of town consisted of nothing more than throwing some stuff in a bag and locking the door. Now, there are dogwalkers to contact, and friends to wheedle into housesitting (we love you, Courtney!) and cars to rent and papers to stop and blah blah blah when did I become an adult, anyway? Oh, well. It will all get done, probably just in the nick of time, but it will.
I do wish I’d taken more of those sudden no-plan roadtrips back when I could, though. One of my students came shuffling into class a few minutes late earlier this semester, looking tired but happy, and then told us she’d just gotten back from the beach. The night before, around midnight, she’d just decided to go, so she hopped in the car, zipped down there, sat in the sand for awhile, and came back, just in time for class. This was just so inspiring to me. And the thing is, I COULD do it, right? Of course I could. So why don’t I? I don’t know. Maybe I will, just to surprise myself and everyone else. Age is just a number, my husband keeps telling me, every time I say I’m too old to do this or that, or wear this or that, now. He’s right, of course. Everything is pretty much a state of mind: midnight road trips, living moment to moment, getting engaged to world famous actors much older than you that you’ve only been dating a short time. Right?