What does an 18-year-old’s birthday list look like these days? Well, everyone’s is different, I’m sure, but here is ours. Our one, our only — our living daughter is not a baby anymore … not even a kid — legally she’s an adult in many respects!
Look out, world!
And hey, about wish lists: it can’t hurt to ask, right? In some cases, we said “YES.” In other cases, we said “NO.” In some situations, it’s not our choice anymore!
Here’s a newly-minted grownup’s wish list. The items aren’ in any particular order. And note that not all of these wishes were “granted,” but these are some of the ideas Sarah included:
• Tickets to a sold-out concert (dance, music, mosh, party)
• Gift cards (shopping)
• Money (shopping)
• Tattoo (ink, oh, yeah)
• Visit to a psychic (what’s the future hold anyway?)
• Sleepover with a bonfire (burn, baby, burn)
• Plane tickets to someplace warm
• Cabin in the woods (sounds like a horror movie, ahem)
• Gambling (scratch tickets and Poker Room in New Hampshire)
What wasn’t officially on the wish list, but was essential to its success anyway?
• Access to a car
• Company of friends for the day and night, to do relatively wild things
• Nice weather for some outdoor craziness (sunshine and water)
• Vacation day (no school, no work)
• No deadline (sleep late)
• Caffeine (iced mocha chocolate something-or-other)
• Sugar (cake!)
• Hugs and smooches (can’t avoid family all day …we fit in a quota of physical affection)
• Legal ID (driver’s license is suddenly useful for 18-and-over scenes!)
• College education (there’s a lifetime of investments ahead)
Um, what did my birthday list look like almost 30 years ago? I think I got a dictionary, Thesaurus and a Bible when I turned 18. (Or was that 17?) And I could legally drink watered-down 3.2 beer. Something like that.
Huh. Plenty of my friends partied, but I was a shy, tame, conservative, goody-two-shoes Presbyterian Midwestern girl (back then). A virgin, no less!
As for how Ohio girls like to celebrate at the age of 18 now? I cannot speak for the current generation. I’ll check back with my sister Kathy and her daughter, my eldest niece Anna, in a few more months and let you know (if the results are publishable).
Until then, wish on!