trapped

i am a 55 year old woman trapped in a 22 year old body. i came to this conclusion last night at the dbt's show. how did i come to this conclusion? let me count the ways.

- when i found out the show didnt start until 9 (which meant the truckers wouldnt start until 11) i was already thinking about how i would rather be in bed at 11.
- when we got in the sold out, teeny tiny venue, i immediately began looking for a place to sit
- when i saw there was no place to sit, i winced.
- i put TP down on the toilet seat to use the bathroom and flushed the toilet with my foot
- i had 3 adult beverages and felt like i needed to go to bed. right then.
- i people watched and wondered what moms let some of these girls leave their house dressed like they were??!?
- i yawned 20+times in 10 minutes
- i was very irritated by the over-served boy standing beside me that turned around every minute to wave to his friends and do a fist pump. (i think this was the shari in me more than the 55 year old woman in me) i almost asked him not so nicely to just go stand with his friends, but he left for probably another beverage and never found his way back! phew!
- while the crew members were setting up for the dbts i thought about amelia, hand embroidering my mermaids, blogging, sleeping, pinning, sleeping, how my house was such a mess, sleeping...
- while bouncing around and bobbing my head to the good tunes, i wondered how many calories i was burning during the 3 hour music session.
- i checked the time 500 times


im so old. thanks, amelia! or should i thank my mom, shari? shes not a boring person at all, but after about 9 pm shes no longer the life of the party. oh well! i like to think of my old woman self being like this awesome older woman! <3


i truly did have a good time last night! the music was really good and it was fun time with adam. i just really dont understand why these shenanigans couldnt have started at a more reasonable hour? like 7 pm, so that i couldve put my little head down on my pillow before the new day started.

also, a very random thought i had last night...wouldnt it be interesting to be a congressman for a week, and get all those letters you always hear people talking about writing? this is where my mind takes me at 2 am.