I am officially old.
The other day, I took a few of the residents from my job to Ash Wednesday supper, activity and service at my church. Over the course of the evening, there was a boy who seemed interested in one of the girls, and the feeling was mutual. In the car on the way home, the girl was talking about wanting to continue to attend services throughout Lent, but added that this was not just because of the cute boy she met at church.

I commented, "We don't go to church just to wheel".

wheel [hweel, weel] noun
1. to search for a mate.

This girl was totally clueless as to what I was talking about. Then I made it worse by saying, "Do kids not say 'wheel' anymore?".

The next day, I asked her if the ringtone on her cell phone was the sound of a dinosaur. As she and two total strangers behind me all laughed at me, she explained that it was a song, and said, "Oh, Karen ... you and your oldness!". She also informed me Friday that her mom and I have the same pants.

*sigh*

Jerilyn told me last night that she has not heard anyone talk about "wheeling" since 1998, but also consoled me that, "30 is the new 20".

Or so say all the people who are currently pushing 30 ...