You know how the most awesome part about your kids spending the night somewhere else is that you can finally SLEEP IN? Well - guess who woke up at 6am with the allergy attack from hell. I have, honest-to-god, gone through an entire box of Kleenexes this morning. MrZ’s parents are going to call us when the kids get up so we can come get them, but instead of sleeping, I’m relocating my brains to the garbage via snot blown into tissues. AWESOME.
Last night was loads of fun. I danced like a damn maniac. I didn’t even have too much trouble deciding what to wear. I went for denim capris and my birkenstocks. Comfy and cute! There were girls there in formal cocktail attire and bohemian dresses, so I fit in somewhere in between. I didn’t even feel old until I caught a glimpse of some kids that I swear could not have been old enough to drive, much less drink. I looked at them and thought, “Damn. They’re babies. What are the babies doing out this late?”
The bar was great too because the smoking section was mostly enclosed and upstairs. While the band was downstairs, so I didn’t even feel too tempted to smoke. Not that the temptation is that strong after so many years, but it is still a concern when I go out with the friends I used to smoke with. At once point I went to the smoking section with my friends and came back to tell MrZ, “I didn’t even smoke!” He was all, “I know. I have way more faith in your will power than you do.” Heh.
The music was great, fantastic old bluegrass and a bunch of covers I might have screamed over once or twice. Or a million times. It was great. I wish I had an excuse to do that more often. Although I’m fairly certain once ever 2 years is plenty for MrZ.
Now. Back to my new best friend. My box of Kleenexes.
Sounds like you married a good man. Happy kleenex day.
My allergies are suddenly acting up, too. I guess I’ll be carriying the kleenexes around today - plus vaseline, because my poor little noggin is red and dry and ANGRY looking. Meh. *sneeze*
I hate allergies. Ugh. And to be awake with them instead of enjoying blissful child-free sleep? Torture.
Glad you had fun last night!
Last time we went to a bar and after a drink started thinking,we aren’t so old. Then a group of young boys came over and started talking and asked how are we were. Not as if they thought we were young but, impressed we were so old and still went to bars. Buzz kill!!!!
I’m glad you have fun…you could be hungover with allergies too…ack, I’m such an optimist..
I am glad y’all had fun! Didn’t you get any rain? The reason I asked is because I live in Georgia, and we got some desperately needed rain this morning. It has cleaned all that yucky pollen off everything. THANK GOD! I feel much better.
I hope you feel better. Damn allergies!
So fun! Sorry about the allergies, though. Possibly the smoke?
Wondering if all that time spent in the smoking lounge is firing up the allergies? I always feel much worse from the smoke inhalation than I do from the twelve rum and cokes. Damn smokers, couldn’t possibly be my drinking habit that smites me.
you have so much more willpower than me. props! respect knuckles! w00t!
I always get attacks after being around smokers, and I’m a reformed menthol-addict also.
I’m so jealous. I can’t remember the last time I went dancing.
The last time we went out for “drinks” I felt SOOO out of place! Still fun though. I went to the dr this morning for some allergy medications….benedryl and OTC wasn’t cutting it anymore!
I have been looking forward to the age of sleepovers for a few years…imagine my horror when I discovered that Italians don’t do sleepovers! Aaagh, now what?
I went to that bar a few weeks ago. It just isn’t the same as the old place. There’s a different feel to it. I felt so old. It had been so long since I’d been to a bar I didn’t even know what to do. The band sucked too, so that didn’t help. I think I’ll drink in my living room and listen to cd’s next time. haha.