I am getting old. Not senior citizen old but “I can’t go out and party until all hours” old. This weekend was beautiful in terms of weather. Our first great weekend in a long time. On Friday night we went to a friends place for a “BBQ”. I say BBQ with a grin on my face. He is a bachelor (and has been for almost a year) so it was BYOB and BYOM (beer/booze and meat). Which isn’t bad, but his email invitation mentioned something about “maybe having side dishes”. Ummm, okay. So is this just BYOF?
I picked up a dessert and some dinner rolls….. and he had potatoe salad in a bucket. HA HA HA HA. It was pretty fun though. The fair is on in town this weekend, so the plan was to head to the Summer Saloon. Which is just a fancy name for a big party in a big room with some tables. I really wasn’t looking forward to that…. There were three single guys (fun, nice guys on the prowl), my hubby and me and one other couple (that we really like but are moving to the GTA at the end of the summer).
Well the two couples decided to enjoy the fair and go on some rides. Again, I am getting old. My stomach cannot handle the big rides…. ugh. I can go on Top Gun at Canada’s Wonderland, but I can’t do this small carnival at the fair. WTH?
We went back to the saloon for a bit and one of our single guy friends says to me,
SGF: “You’re not drinking?”
ME: “No, I am not.” (If he only knew that one night of drinking for me means a full day with a hangover. So I am very selective when I drink).
SGF: “Awwww, that’s too bad. You are so much fun when you are drunk.”
I have decided that was a compliment. I am fun sober too! Ha ha ha….
Oh ya, and I got hit on in front of my hubby…. it was funny.
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I toss my cookies everytime I’m on the “Scrambler” or the “Tilt-a-Whirl”…but I can also do all the fantastic rollar coasters at Wonderland….
WEird, eh?