My teenager slapped me upside of my head with a harsh dose of reality the other day and I am still struggling to recover.

While driving in the car trying to wake up for an early morning session of physical therapy, I decided to put on some "cool" music to get us pumped up and ready to take on the day.

I put on 99.9 The Hawk, sat back in my seat and smiled at my great choice of stations ready to rock.

My daughter wrinkled her entire face in disgust, turned to me and said, "Can you put something else on? I don't feel like listening to the oldies."

Oldies?

I looked at her rather indignantly and as-a-matter-of-factly and then corrected her by saying, "This isn't the oldies, it's classic rock."

"Same thing," she retorted as she rolled her eyes.

I nearly slammed on the brakes at the mere thought of her most erroneous misclassification of my exceptional preference in music.

After all, oldies music is not all that "cool" and is what MY mother listens to, not me.

Clearly, this child was just tired and confused.

I dropped her off for her appointment and sat in the car listening to my "oldies" while contemplating how on earth she could have ever come to such a ridiculous conclusion.

Then, sure enough, it started to come to me.

Could I actually be getting old?

If I wasn't so annoyed at this revelation, I probably would have started welling up with tears.

How did this happen and how did she notice?

I thought I masqueraded it well with my stylish clothing choices and gray-covering hair dye.

Oldies.

I still can't wrap my head around how such awesome bands as Led Zeppelin, Lynyrd Skynyrd, AC/DC, Aerosmith and Motley Crue would be considered "oldies" by this child.

Oldies are the 50s and 60s music, right?

Popular artists such as The Big Bopper, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, Smokey Robinson and the Miracles; that is the era of "oldies" music, not my stuff.

I did an Internet search and the very first site that came up actually had the audacity to list Led Zeppelin, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Aerosmith as oldies.

Come on!

I am fairly certain that my daughter must have created that website herself just to annoy me and to mess with my head.

The next day I decided to ask my mother what type of music she would have considered to be "oldies" when she was growing up.

She told me that there was no music that would have fallen into that category.

She said that she grew up listening to and enjoying Big Band music and still enjoyed it during her teen rock and roll years in the late 50s and early 60s.

Incidentally, you may find it interesting to know that my mother contends that it is herself and her old friend "Donna" who are responsible for the famous song "Bristol Stomp" recorded by The Dovells.

As she tells it, she and her friend used to go to dances in New Jersey and saw what the kids were doing there and then brought it back to the fire hall dances they also attended in Bristol, Pa. to teach the other kids.

They got noticed and the rest is history. (Way to go mom!)

At this point I am just going to have to reluctantly accept the fact that, in my daughter's eyes, the music I grew up with and loved is now the new "oldies."

(Would that then make my mother's music the "ancients"?)

I told her to go easy on me and pretend to like it just a little because one day, the music she listens to will be deemed the "oldies" by her children as they wrinkle their faces at her in disgust.

It's all relative.