for starters, i still own several pairs of flare jeans, and its downright embarrassing wearing anything abercrombie.
its when you look in the mirror and all you can see are wrinkles staring back at you. i swear it wasn't even 5 years ago that it never even occurred to me i would have to think about having wrinkles. now, i tear out those botox ads with a fervor (not really, it was more for effect).
no matter how you slice it or dice it, i'm getting old people.
and there's nothing like
when lealah decided to have her birthday at sebastians or mission grill or native or whatever its called, i thought, okay-- downtown slo, time to step up my game. as in i might have to tear my lounge wear off and slap on the ol bra to make my appearance. so i brought out my A game, a 'high and tight' black and white number i got in vegas last february. as i was checkin myself out in the mirror before i left, i'll admit i was feelin pretty good. college smollege. i'll show those fine young thangs a thing or two what this ol coug can bring.
the night started off mellow. after all, we were possibly the only people actually downtown in a bar before 10 pm. we had a nice, mellow dinner and then made our way to the frog and peach. now let me just remind you all that in my day i was no stranger to the downtown scene. let's just say I'm pretty sure Jay Z was thinking of me when he wrote, 'i'm gonna run this town tonight.' heck, back in the day, they knew my name at reggae night and 80's night at mothers... let's just say, the circle formed around
after our rendezvous at the peach, we thought 'hey we're not getting any younger, why don't we go dancing?!' cuz nothing says you are to old to be in a bar as breakin out the robot to songs you've never heard in your life. however, it was at this juncture, that the night finally threw us a bone. you see, we weren't old anymore.... cuz we saw this:
that's right, they are def 'in their 40's' dancing even worse than us and wearing light denim flare jeans with copious amounts of jeweled stitching (always a dead give away). if the night had a redeemer it came in that sweet couple. it was shortly after this revelation, i realized my work here was done. i suddenly had an overwhelming urge to be in sweats on my couch eating ice cream with my husband. if we hurried we could catch most of SNL... and get enough rest to enjoy the best part of every day... waking up to the 3 most beautiful babies in the world. i guess it was then i realized getting old isn't so bad. as much as i long for a wrinkle free face and a non grey haired head, i think the trade off is worth it if it means the dude taking me home that night makes really cute babies... which he does... very well i might add.
so downtown slo, i know it was just another night to you, but to me it was a huge awakening. although i don't still got it, thanks for showing me i actually have ALL i need right here in sweet little los osos.