I have just gotten over the flu - so I apologize for not having blogged as of late. (You may all make me feel better by telling me how much you missed me, though, LOL - flowers, soup etc).
So, as I was feeling better yesterday I went out with a friend from school. It was kind of last minute and unexpected and that's always sort of fun. We ended up at this over 30 crowd event kind of by accident. But it was good music and ...well they had a bar...so we stuck around. When I say "over 30" I mean "over 50". This was some serious trainwreckage people. Though - I must admit I do enjoy seeing people of all ages having a good time - I do NOT enjoy watching someone my grandmother's age grind with someone while sporting a black pleather mini skirt. That is terribly wrong on many many levels. It was the Twilight Zone - or perhaps the Dead Zone is more appropriate - mayhaps if I drive by the same place today it will not be there anymore. (I need you to pray on this people. I'm hoping it isn't LOL.)
Now, not surprisingly being the only young ones hangin about and - we gained some seriously unwanted attention.
The first of the unwanted attentions was gained by a fellow who was, shall we say, dancing to his own beat. I was sure he had an IPOD on since I have no idea what he was grooving to. Well - as not to be hurtful and as he was putting forth such an effort on the dancefloor - I conceded to a little dance with him. It was a dizzying experience and it left me wishing I had more of that gravol I have become so dependent upon lately. But he really did work it - so much so in fact that he had his own sweat towel. Yes. Towel. For sweat. When he sat down to take a break (or to fix his hearing aide) he put his sweat soaked towel on a nearby table. Shortly after his break some ladies sat down at the table with their buffet (ya, it had a buffet - these old folk know how to party) and all I could think was sweatytowelsweatytowelsweaty. Shiver.
The second fellow we nicknamed "Mr. Yellowpants". Yep - you guessed it clever people he was wearing yellow pants. Not just any old yellow pants though - these were.... well, quite remarkable. They were hammerpants. You have to give the guy credit though. He has probably had them since wearing them was cool. Maybe he's bringin sexy back.
I could go on all day - but it's giving me flashbacks that I don't really want to deal with so this will have to suffice.
Here's to you - my loyal friends for putting up with me!