The days are good lately.
Finding myself is quite hysterical most of the time...
with moments pondering, sprinkled with slight reprimands from friends,
and returns to Earth moments from the Universe....but I'm hanging in there.
Day 200
Relaxing at the lake...and yes I wear a bikini
I'm slightly irritated with myself for not having kept a list of the things I wanted to do and have actually done this summer. This is really unlike me, because I am a list maker. Makes me feel better about how quickly my days blend together when I realize I have possibly completed a few tasks.
This past week, Sissy came and hung out with me for a staycation. Our main goal was to hit the big Hooplagers Pool Party at Wibby Brewing...
and that we did.
My poor poor liver. I'm not sure what the deal is with those beer festival pours, but they get me messed up.
Last year, I went by myself and had a great time....This year was even more fun.
I have to say the absolute best part was the silent disco.
I love to dance, so when sissy said, "Let's go" I squealed like a piglet.
We possibly were the oldest in there, but who cares. We are products of the 80's, knew all the dance moves and all the words and were given a "watch out'"area when Sissy started to "ride the pony"
Not familiar?
Here...
We were dying laughing, sweating, singing, spilling beer....
Note to all:
80's silent disco cannot be missed, even if you think...
"no...I don't dance, it will be embarrassing, people will stare, etc."
Ya know what ?
Do the fucking pony and have some fun...
After the festivities, we rode ( on bikes so as not to drive) our slightly drunk, bikinied, old lady selves home and complimented each other on our dance moves and made sure to tell all our friends who said," I'm not going to a stupid pool party at the brewery with blow up pools, beer and pink flamingo floats...that's stupid"
they missed out.
In short, the weekend staycation was great.
Only a few times did I lament on the fact I am still in a weird place....but it was easily brushed to the side with a reminder of how awesome life is.
How awesome I am...
How precious life is...
How just doing and being happy is ok....
How doing what is good for your self does NOT have to come with repercussions.
Really, you answer to no one....
except yourself.
So, as I said to me...
screw it...
do the pony, wear the bikini, laugh at yourself
and be ready when someone says...let's go.
As we get older it is harder and harder to find friends who are not stuck in the circle of what they should be doing according to friends, family, silly ideas...
Rarely do you come across the friend anymore who calls or texts and says,
"I'm coming to get you...we are going funnin' "
Don't miss out, because as I am quickly learning, tomorrow is not a guarantee....not even close.
I refuse to go down wishing I had kissed more, danced more, ate more macarones, or traveled solo...
yup
Write ya later
xo,
m
