A very peculiar thing happened this Saturday night. As the week closed in on Saturday night's plan to celebrate another thirtieth birthday party, a few of us from the more rural areas chatted back and forth agreeing to ride share our way into town.
Back in the day, we fought tooth and nail over who wasn't going to be the DD. And there it was, four grown women, duking it out , because each one wanted to take their own cars so that they could leave the party early.
Has it really come to this? Are we seriously that old?
Monday, May 11, 2009
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