I'm only 30! I feel like such a LOSER! I need to young up my life again. Hopefully when sissy comes out, I can rejeuvinate my life with some binge drinking. Being old does have its occasional perks. I can binge drink for a few days in a row - drink all night, wake up, feel like shit, drink the shit off of you until you feel good enough to drink again!! ...with a nap and a burger in between of course.... not like sissy, who when she comes to visit has the worst hangovers of her life and can't operate her body the 2nd day......... Anyhooooo...... let me explain how I know I'm not a young whippersnapper anymore
1. My old college bff wrote to me today "Happy Freakin Friday!!!" and I said thank the LORD it's Friday! I can have a whole weekend off and the best part? I have nothing to do tonight - just hearing those words sounded like the sweet voices of angels singing!! llaaaaaa! lalalaleeelaaa!!!!!!!!!! nothing to dooooo!!! laalalaaaa!!!! There was a time, not too long ago, that I would have started hoping that around 3:00 on a Friday afternoon, I would hear about where the party is going to be or think about how I'd need to hurry up, get home, nap, wake up about 7 or 8, shower, then head out to the bars. Notosmuch anymore....Now I can't wait to get home, see my babies, plop my giant fat ass on the couch and catch up on Tivo with my hubby. And be in bed before midnight. So that I can wake up for my hair appointment tomorrow.
2. I recently built a brick wall. With hubby of course. But we demo-ed the existing lame ass looking rocks that were supposed to resemble a wall? and we pulled out a GIANT tree - a cypress- that was TALLER than the house! No shit!! I'm totally serious! And we don't have crazy lumberjack tools. We also had to pull out a big fat bush. Good thing I had Miss Daisy the digging fool to help me out with the hard stuff
I dont' have a picture of the "before" but here's a picture of the "after" - I felt so effing proud of myself and so grown up doing that shit. Lame. I even was excited for a hot second about pulling weeds for the first time to complete a home improvement project (if only this were our real permanent home waaaaaaaaaaaa) (and no - I never had to pull weeds before. I'm a lucky biatch. and even though I got excited about pulling them - I hate it now). We did a damn good job for our first brick wall project! Hopefully when we get our very own casa, we'll be able to do something even more professional!
3. My little brother, HPC, lives in MN. There is a 2 hour time difference. He called me the other night at 9:30 my time. 11:30 his time. At night. I was already asleep. He was confused for a minute - he thought he called sissy since she also lives in MN and that would explain why his sister would already be asleep on a week night since it was 11:30, but no - he called his CA sister and I was asleep. Fast asleep. At 9:30. I felt so old. He called me that Saturday during my righteous party (well at the beginning of my righteous party) to see if I was asleep already or napping. It was 3:30 in the afternoon. I yelled that I wasn't sleeping! I was throwing a righteous party! Then he said he'd be sure not to call 3 hours later since he was sure I'd be getting ready for bed. He also FB-ed me wondering if I get the senior discount at McDonalds. Whatever! That little prick doesn't have to wake up at 5:30 to get ready for work! ...........I guess sometimes he does - but he's still at that age that he can party till 2 and get up at 5:30 to be at work at 6! WTF?!?!
I know I have more examples, but my alseimer's brain isn't able to think of any right now. All I can think about is how glad I am that I have no plans for tonight and no plans for tomorrow OR tomorrow night except to get my hairs did on Saturday morning. Incidentally, my hair appointment is at 9am and it's a 30 minute drive, so I'll be fresh as a daisy with no hangover on my way in.
