Back in the day before marriage and soul-crushing jobs, when I was living with Wendy,if I left the house after 10 pm on Saturday night, it was dressed in tight Wranglers, and a cowboy hat. The intent was to drink beer and flirt with cowboys 10 years younger then me.
Last night I left the house after 10pm in my pajamas to go watch Twilight with my mom. We had popcorn, and milk duds. No beer, no cowboys. It was a lot of fun, but boy how times have changed.
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Please don't tell me that after the bar closed you went to an after-hours joint. Or do. I did.
We don't really have those down here. Wendy actually worked at the bar, so we hung out while she counted out, then wnet home.
No bars for me now.
Girl friend can i get an AMEN!
If I am even up at 10pm I am sure not it some great single digit size jeans sipping a mixed drink.
It is a wonder at all that my dear sweet husband even recognizes me these days.
Never having attended college I don't have those great frat party memories, so those days are my fondest memories of my fleeting youth.
Shawn and I were just reminiscing about those days when we were in Jax last week. hey lets run a marathon then go and that evening, drinking and dancing with a group of Young Sailors. AHHHH those were the days. Today I am lucky to shower.
I never really went to Frat parties. The days with you and the cowboys were my best party days.
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