Don't go all "My Space" on me!

One of the fun things about having teenage children is that you are kept current on the latest phrases and expressions -- usually only used by teenagers.

When you hear them often enough, you find yourself using them. It would always amuse me to be at work and discussing something when these "phrases" would slip into the conversation. The look on middle-age conservative faces was priceless.

And having this small way to connect with my girls, this opportunity for them to "teach" me something was cool as well. It made me feel a little younger, a little more hip -- and believe me, I could use all the help I can get.

As my girls grew up and moved on, this part of my life slowly slipped away without me even being aware of it.

Yesterday, Will and I were at Sonic getting drinks and the weather was so gorgeous I rolled the windows down. A few teenagers were pushing each other and playing around when I hear one girl tell the other one, "Don't go all "my space" on me!"

It made me smile. First, because I could totally understand what she meant. Many times when the girls were first into My Space, it was a sounding board for them to rant and rave about the injustice of EVERYTHING. Second, because it brought back fond memories.

I can't wait to use it.