Having a quiet weekend at home without the girls and BD playing golf in WV, I readily escaped the house with Tammie for night out in town. Once upon a time, I would have loved to get dressed up and go to Dayton--dancing the night away, but now I just want to get dressed up and stay close to home. Ultimately it has to do with the possibility of walking home, if need be. I didn't need to walk, but I do realize my body isn't used to drinking. I thank age, awareness and yoga for that.
We did have fun--well enough fun, I suppose. I ran into library-kids-grown-up. Seems impossible that these boys were young like 4 and 5 when I started and now they're in their 20's. I have a special place for them...they were the ones, just like now, who came everyday after school. Harder home lives. Harder school lives. And they would come to hang out. I suppose they were the first group of kids I got to know. So--when I see them now--it's like being with younger brothers. I could see looks from people, I'm sure questioning how I know them. Not caring, I enjoyed the visit and listened to other friends talk.
This morning I see that even though my mind believes in moderation, my body may not. I am ok with that. I am thankful for that. I love being 39. Om.
"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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