It's official. I'm old. Old folks go to bed early, prefer their own cooking to most restaurants, prefer to watch movies in the privacy of their home and wear comfortable clothes and shoes. Sign me up.
We took the children to their first drive-in movie last night. A great double feature, Shrek III and Pirates of the Caribbean III. We had to park ALL the way in the back, and couldn't see very well. Because we were in the next to last row, we were surrounded by people that.....I'm not normally (and never intentionally) surrounded by.
I must say, the children had a GREAT time. They sat outside, on fold up chairs, and made LOTS of friends. They were all asleep before the last movie ended, at 1:40am. John and I didn't get to bed until 2:30am.
I'm wiped. The kids were up by 7, I slept until 9. John and I both took afternoon naps - and I can't wait til bedtime. Pathetic. Oh yeah - and the only thing I managed to do today was obsess about how tired I was! Sad, very sad.
What can I say, I'm old. Pass the Geritol, please!
I may or may not be running - but I'm always juggling! Let's see - three homeschooled children, four furry friends, eight feathered egg providers, a 1900's house of errors, a growing business, a best friend's Stage IV cancer and my own underdeveloped (yet no longer denied) dreams and ambitions... It's a crazy life... but it's MINE!
A very minor writer speaks...
- The Un-Runner
- Eastern Shore
- Aging, she realized, was another word for growing. And she was finally (at LAST), growing into the woman she always meant to be!
Mid-Shore Life
Your Guide to Life on Maryland's Mid-Shore
1 comment:
:-) sign me up as well.
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