Old lady in the club

Yesterday...I went to a KD brunch and then Paul and I met our friend Danielle and her faux husband Corey for dinner. Afterwards we went to a bar to play pool that was next to the restaurant. We got there probably around 8:30pm and it was empty. We played pool, watched Paul and Corey play air hockey, and I kicked Paul's ass 3 times at a basketball shoot out. As we left around midnight I looked around and realized that I, in my short sleeve sweater over a long sleeve shirt, with a peacoat on, and carrying an umbrella, had become the old lady in the club.

My 20's were filled with pre-partying, drinking, dancing, and night clubs. When I hit 30 all that changed. Well, not all because I still love to have a cocktail...except now I prefer to do it in the privacy of my own home so I don't have to wear a bra, can pee as much as I want without worrying about sitting in someone else's pee, and can wear my stretchy pants with my belly hanging out. Oh, and snacks...I always have snacks at home.

I am okay with being the old lady. I had my days, or rather nights, out and I am content now to spend time with family and friends. I don't feel the need to go out drinking for the sake of drinking anymore. I'd rather enjoy a nice dinner and good times with the people I love.
Here's another oldie:
Sunday, January 01, 2006
New Year, new start
Current mood: calm
Happy New Year! I cannot believe it is 2006 although I think that I have said that every year since 2000. My major new year resolutions are to stop sleeping with my ex and to stop whining about single. Basically just to enjoy and appreciate all the good things I do have. I have a fantastic family who loves me, fabulous friends, my "babies" (Beast and Sherman), good health, my masters, a job, a nice home, a great car, and the ability to do pretty much what I want at any given time.
I will tell you a funny (sad) story from last night though, but first we have to go back a little bit to Thanksgiving. We were at a bar Thanksgiving weekend watching a very inebriated woman dancing. She had on a track suit and flip flops. Now my close friends know that I have the ability to attract the most random individuals ever. My friends and I are on the dance floor, this woman comes up and tries to dance with me when a guy comes and grabs her hand saying, "Come on mom, let's go." That's right. I got hit on by a woman old enough to have a son over the age of 21. Fast forward to last night. Again at the same bar, dancing, and there is a couple who are probably in their 60's there with their daughter. The mother is getting her groove on (she looked like she was practicing African tribal dancing) and I lean over to my sister and say, "Come on mom, let's go." We start laughing when Mrs. 65+ grabs my hand and tries to dance with me. My bartender friend said at least I have found my target audience. I almost cried. Why can't my target audience be between the ages 28-35, attractive, with a good job? I'd even settle for reasonable looking with a job period.
I had a good time last night (despite spending the evening with my ex and his new girlfriend aka my friend first who are the most adorable couple ever--seriously you would gag). I hope everyone else thoroughly enjoyed their New Year's Eve celebrations and has started off 2006 in a fantastic way!