Monday, November 30, 2009
I hit the gym this morning and did a sweet thing for a friend. Came home. Got my easel upstairs and the paints out. All my playthings ready to go.
The phone rings. It's my aunt. My other aunt's at her house and they both want me to come over. I'm in my painting clothes. A t-shirt, sweatpants and a fleece sweatshirt. Tacky. But I'm just running over for a little visit.
I get there and all of the neighborhood ladies are coming over for lunch. What a blast we had! Talking about their old days. The men that courted them and only wanted in their pants! How the things in my crackers in the kitchen are pantry moths. How we don't take shit anymore!
I called my friend to check in with her and told her what a great time I had.
Me: We laughed and talked and who knew old ladies would be so much fun?
Her: Well, you have a lot more in common with them now!
I'm only forty-four!!!!!!!!!!