Youth being served, and the old couldn't be happier
I write this in costume--a suit and tie, duds I seldom don unless it's time for soft-singin' and flower-bringin' as an absent friend used to describe funerals.
The pants have pleats--I guess that's not in vogue right now--but they fit, damn it, and I'm gonna give them an airing out.
The occasion: my son winning a pair of honors in the collegiate division of the Milwaukee Press Club. One is for a movie review--that's his writing passion and hopeful career arc--and the other is for a commentary. He's officially leading 2-0 in Mueller Family MPC Awards competition. I've hosted the Gridiron, I've attended the Gridiron, but walked home with squadoosh in terms of hardware secured at the Gridiron.
And, I couldn't be happier.
These are banner times for the fam, if I don't say so myself. The pants fit because of the diet I went on before Valentine's Day, an effort to cut some of my suet before my daughter walks down the aisle next month. I didn't want to be the distractingly large, bloated Macy's balloon attached to her arm. Pizza and burgers gave way to tuna, boiled eggs and veggies. Pants that I haven't worn since the Clinton administration are now back in the rotation, even if they aren't necessarily in style.
It's amazing how being a parent only gets more fun, from those challenging first couple of weeks when you're dealing with a squealing pink, dependent mass to those times when you're in the seats watching them skate, sing, play violin or start a double play. There are challenges and heartbreaks, to be sure, and one has to fight the seductive urge to be a buddy rather than a mom or a dad. Fight that at all costs, because the rewards are priceless.
We'll have a family table tonight at the Marcus Center, a chance to gather and laugh and celebrate the boy's rather remarkable run at the keyboard. We'll be back in a few weeks, at that very same venue, where we'll be throwing the bash and I'll be doing a father/daughter dance for the one and only time in my life.
It passes fast friends, but it's a blast. If you've already been there, you know. If it's awaiting you, be patient, because it will be upon you before you know it.
And, you'll love it.