It was a decent weekend-Made pie for my dad’s birthday-key lime woo!-went to a dessert bar and then a club on Saturday night with some friends and took Monday off to garden and clean the upstairs. The time spent hanging out with friends on Saturday was great but I came to realize two things:
-I have got to start making my own Italian sodas (SO yummy! They served them at the dessert place)
-I’m not into dance clubs as much as I used to be.
Now, let me clarify the second statement-I love my friends and love hanging out with them, but clubbin’ just ain’t as much fun for me now that I am married and livin’ in the ‘burbs. It’s not as much fun when you’re married because most clubs are meat markets and not as fun when you live in the burbs because of the hassle of finding a way home that won’t result in being harrassed at the bus stop by drunken club goers. (Luckily for me, my hubby drove me home). Now, don’t get me wrong, just because I’m married and like to bake and have moved away from getting pissed drunk at a club and dirty dancin’ with some schlub, that does not mean I’m completely boring and vanilla.
Quite the contrary-There’s all sorts of activities I enjoy doing. But I felt awkward and out of place at the club on Saturday. The music was the mediocre crap that kids younger than me listen to nowadays and I could just not relax and just have fun. It was kind of funny though, because at some point during the night, this j0urnalist came up to us and asked us where the best clubs in the area are and I just responded:
“Umm, I dunno, there is another one, but I rarely go to clubs so I forget the name. But people seem to like it there. Oh what’s the name..?” *ponders at the ceiling trying to recall*
So yeah, she was DEFINITELY talking to the wrong gals. Truthfully, my friends and I rarely get together to go dancing, so this was a rare occurrance. But I just don’t think I want to do it at all anymore. Hanging out at a pub chatting-Absolutely! Eating cake even though I shouldn’t-Definitely! Going miniputting/bowling/shopping/camping/watching a concert-Count me in!
Self consciously dancing at an overcrowded club while trying to avoid eye contact with people-No thanks!
Am I the only one who thinks this?
Anyway, next time we get together for silliness, I’m gonna suggest drinking and dancing at my place. And if my friend, K brings her karaoke machine, all the better! 😉