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March 1st, 2007

Casey and I went out on a date again tonight… Yee HAA for another set of grandparents being in town.   It was a lot of fun: good food, cool atmosphere, handsome date.   We went on the early side to a trendy little spot, and by the time we paid the check, we  realized that it was only 7:15.   Wait.   Didn’t we used to be hip?   Didn’t Casey once pick me up for dates at 7:15?   We  tried to stretch it out by going to Starbucks for  coffee, but we still got home by 8:30.    

What does this mean?    Am I  suddenly a dowdy, dull suburban housewife?   Is  Casey stuck foerever with a woman on an eighteen-month-old’s time schedule?   It’s 9:30 now and I’m already in pjs, face washed, teeth brushed, and keeping my eyelids open with toothpicks.   Where are those days gone by when I’d be  getting ready to go out dancing  at this hour?   My goodness, for five years after college I worked in the theater… at 9:30 I’d be only halfway through the second act of a play, getting ready  for the curtain call so I could go out and find something to eat!   Where did that me go?

I wouldn’t trade this life for anything, don’t misunderstand.   But tonight, I suddenly feel…. well…. boring.   Not bored, that’s different.   Just kind of like a faded flower of what was once a wild and energetic youth.   When did going to sleep start seeming like an exciting part of the day?   When did I start getting jealous that Kenny got to go to sleep at 7?   Oh woe.   I’d write more, but I’m really just too ready for bed…

4 Comments »

  1. Kimmie says

    Honey, YOU could NEVER be boring! If that were the case – you wouldn’t have so many people who don’t even know you, reading about your fun life! I miss you sis… when you get back from AZ – we can go on a “sisters night out” and go to the late movie. LOL 😆

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  2. Jennifer says

    I found your blog yesterday, and I must tell you I really enjoyed reading your thoughts which brought me back today. I am a mother of a 20 month old and somewhat a stay at home mom. Your posts make me laugh, they remind me of me and my son. My husband and I rarely get out and when we do we are back early too.

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  3. LanceyPants says

    PJs and clean face by 9:30 is a fabulous night. My Pops swears no good thing happens out after 9 anyway. He’s not paranoid. I promise.

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  4. Kimberly says

    😆 Because Sarah is a nite owl, my nites begin at 9:30! Thus, the bags under my eyes…

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