Yesterday, I attended a party on a roofdeck. The view of the Pacific was amazing. "The World Cup of Bags" (a game in which you toss a bag of beans through a hole in a wooden platform) was intense.
It was like a frat party. Flip Cup ruled another corner of the roofdeck. Girls danced in bikinis. And I swear I saw someone doing a beer bong.
Then my friend M said, "Do you ever feel like you're a little too old to be somewhere?"
"Like at this party?" I responded.
"Yep," she said.
She's 30. So if she felt old, I felt ancient. When was the last time you went somewhere that made you feel old?
xoxo,
Suzanne
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The beach recently, when sadly, I came to the realization that I'm not so fresh looking in a bathing suit any more.
ReplyDeleteAlso, any time I'm at my daughter's elementary school. I'm like a walking giant senior in comparison to the kids. :)
My sister's wedding a few weeks ago. The hairdresser did weird stuff with my hair and the make-up artist caked it on - and because it was my sister, I let it slide. But in a wedding party of young hotties, I felt old. REALLY old.
ReplyDeleteUm, like every day! Yesterday: at the town pool in my tankini, and again at one of the bars last night. The day before that: at the town fireworks where I'm the only one without kids, and realizing I'm going to be an ancient parent if I ever have kids! The day before that: at a bar in the city where the bartender/waitress was seriously 12 years younger than me... need I go on?
ReplyDeleteA wedding a few weeks ago. I am ancient, thinking the bride and groom should make the rounds and talk to their guests instead of insulating themselves with their bridesmaids and groomsmen getting tanked on tap beer.
ReplyDeleteI have to go with last June when I tried to play hopscotch w/niece and wound up on my a** on the concrete wit a ripped Achilies.
ReplyDeleteWatching the dancing and drinking at sons' weddings is probably a close second.
When I went to the playground last weekend with my kids, and seriously strained my quads in both legs while doing high tuck jumps over a log. I still can't run.
ReplyDeleteI told my neighbor, who's the same age as me, and she told me to act my age. I'm guessing she wasn't referring to the inner 17 yo who writes YA. ;)
Today. Every day. It stinks!
ReplyDeleteEvery time I go to the mall.
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