It’s Saturday night and we just got home from dinner and drinks with some friends. Now we sit on the patio, Seth with Kirby snoring in his lap while I listen to the sweet song of the neighborhood crickets and enjoy the soft amber glow of the candles.
It was a good night – but a rough day. This old lady needed a late afternoon nap – to escape a slightly frustrating morning with Seth and to save some relationships with friends….but after a Wendy’s frosty and fries, and an hour nap I felt like a new person! Ready to socialize, be nice and make conversation!
Now as everyone else is too drunk to function and I am awake and aware, I contemplate the day. Birthdays are like New Year’s Eve. A lot of hype, but really not much in the way of fireworks. A lot of anticipation, but the best are spent with little in the way of expectation. I’m thankful for my family – who I miss a lot, especially on days like today – and my close friends, most of whom are in Nebraska. I miss the days when we could be carefree and irresponsible – or at least unconcious of responsibility. I miss the days when I could go all day and most of the night, much like the energizer bunny! I sometimes wonder if I used up all my energy, spontaneity and good luck on my high school and early college days – leaving me lacking in my late twenties!
oh, the art of getting old! Maybe I need to read up on how exactly to do that…