Realizing I'm getting Old

When people ask me what are my plans for the weekend, my answer is usually the same; I am going to catch up on housework & spend time with the kids & hubs. I can remember the times when I would be calling around asking friends on Thursday what were they getting into on the weekend so I could go ahead and make my plans. I was pregnant with my oldest daughter when I turned 21 so I was already a mom when I went through the bar phase. I think back on nights at the club with my friends, looking at the hot guys and making fun of the old people when they came in, especially when they would attempt to get on the dance floor.

Now that I am 28 years old going out to clubs/bars just isn't on my list of things to do on the weekend anymore. I do not go looking for a babysitter just so I can go out. Usually it is only on special occasions that I do this. I honestly would much rather spend an afternoon at a friends house, enjoying my glass of sweet iced tea while the hubs enjoys his Budweiser or scotch. Doing this would make things so much easier. I wouldn't have to worry with trying to keep the kids out of my makeup while attempting to paint my face & away from the hot iron while attempting to straighten my hair. All our friends live within 15 minutes of our home so we wouldn't have too far of a drive & guess what... NO COVER CHARGE, No Closing down at 2 a.m. (that is if I can even make it that long, but still the option is there), no waiting in line for the bathroom, no nasty bacteria filled restroom, no having to watch your step from broken beer bottles or slipper floors, oh this list goes on and on. I really am enjoying my age, and am thankful that I have gotten over the hump of bar hopping. Even still, the few times a year that the hubs and I actually make it out to bars for karaoke or what have you, I still feel young and enjoy getting on the dance floor.

It wasn't until New Years Eve that I came to the realization: I am getting old!

I was sitting at our reserved table (the hubs, my brother & his wife) when I started to 'people watch'. My sister-in-law started pointing out people that were dressed in a way that made you go "WTF were they thinking!?" and we laughed so hard I thought we were going to piss our pants. There were women in sparkly dresses that looked more fit for a prom, men wearing suit & ties, even this one guy in suspenders and one of those little black top hats...yes it was very funny. You also had the usual girls with barely enough clothing to cover their ass cheeks, I think I actually spotted one girls panties hanging out from under her dress when she bent over (YES she bent over! Girls now days: No Class), but it wasn't these people that got to me. It was the table directly behind ours that had an 80 year old lady and several other men & women ages ranging from 50-70 years old. I couldn't believe my eyes. She even got out on the dance floor, I saw her taking shots with the band members and even at the end of the night was guzzling beer from a pitcher on stage! After seeing this, I started to gaze around the room paying more attention to the ages of the people in the club. There were more old people in here than young.  I doubt there were any couple or singles in that place under 25 years old. I turned to my brother on my left and said "Hey, there's a lot of old people in here." My brother looked up laughing at me and said " Tiffany, we are old!". He said something along the lines of 'if any body 21 years old attempts to come into this club they will take one good look and turn around and go somewhere else.

Really? Am I too old to party with the young-ens lol, I guess so. I thought about that the next day & even a little that night. If I were 21 again and I walked into a bar and saw people about my age that I am now, yeah I would probably think it was filled with "old" people.  This made me sad. Where did all my years of youth go?  Oh, yeah, I birthed two children in the past 7 years.

Here's to motherhood; Blessing me with two girls & being the cause of grey hairs, stress, & getting old.