monday, monday
buenos dias, muchachos. starting off monday morning with a coke and a bag of cheetos (yes, i am a health nut) while listening to josh groban. this is my favorite CD i've purchased in the last 2 years. i don't care how many people want to make fun of me for listening to music catagorized as "contemporary classical"..... this guy can really blow. the first time i heard the CD, i just sat and wept because the music is so beautiful. there are songs in italian, spanish, and french.... haven't a clue about some of the lyrics... but the music just moves me.
ANYway.... this weekend was fairly uneventful. i worked friday night, and spent saturday afternoon packing. i am moving, and we have to be out this weekend. eesh. why the hell i chose to move in the dead of an Oklahoma summer is beyond me. i live on the 3rd floor of an apt complex... yeah.... it's fun. thank God for big, strong boys who help a sista' out!! saturday evening, i got dressed in my fancy duds, and met the girls out for dinner. we try to get together at least once every couple of months, and catch up on things. we used to party our balls off together, but now most of them are married and have consequently given up their party shoes. that darn marriage thing does that to a person. arggh. anyway, we had an hour to wait, so we stood at the bar and got good and hammered before we even sat down. 15 girls, dressed like kittens, who don't get out much anymore, drinking fliritinis, wine, and sapporos..... i'm sure we were prime people watchin'. eesh. i ate, and decided it was time for us to go dancing. so, we walked across the street to a dance club, and danced like it was going out of style. again, i'm sure we were prime people watchin'. what i want to know, is WHEN DID I GET SO OLD? i look around the room at one point, and realize we look like grandmas compared to the 12 year olds that are in the bar. what is this? when i was younger, i would see the "older girls" at the bar and vow that i "would NEVER be one of them." when i realized this was now a reality..... i exited stage left - balancing the uneven weight of my hip replacement with my cane. i drove home and vowed not to do that again, unless, of course, the retirement community has a sock hop.
ANYway.... this weekend was fairly uneventful. i worked friday night, and spent saturday afternoon packing. i am moving, and we have to be out this weekend. eesh. why the hell i chose to move in the dead of an Oklahoma summer is beyond me. i live on the 3rd floor of an apt complex... yeah.... it's fun. thank God for big, strong boys who help a sista' out!! saturday evening, i got dressed in my fancy duds, and met the girls out for dinner. we try to get together at least once every couple of months, and catch up on things. we used to party our balls off together, but now most of them are married and have consequently given up their party shoes. that darn marriage thing does that to a person. arggh. anyway, we had an hour to wait, so we stood at the bar and got good and hammered before we even sat down. 15 girls, dressed like kittens, who don't get out much anymore, drinking fliritinis, wine, and sapporos..... i'm sure we were prime people watchin'. eesh. i ate, and decided it was time for us to go dancing. so, we walked across the street to a dance club, and danced like it was going out of style. again, i'm sure we were prime people watchin'. what i want to know, is WHEN DID I GET SO OLD? i look around the room at one point, and realize we look like grandmas compared to the 12 year olds that are in the bar. what is this? when i was younger, i would see the "older girls" at the bar and vow that i "would NEVER be one of them." when i realized this was now a reality..... i exited stage left - balancing the uneven weight of my hip replacement with my cane. i drove home and vowed not to do that again, unless, of course, the retirement community has a sock hop.
posted by red at
7:03 AM
