a party with or without you!”
was my early morning angry snippet.
I was talking on the phone to Keith and I was not too happy.
He responded with “I will be there.”
“With a date?” I yelled back.
We rarely fight....at least not out loud.
So last night came out of the blue and I will say that it was like the perfect storm…everything was lined up just right and it hit with a vengeance.
Those of you that don’t know, my boyfriend Keith is 11 years younger than me and looks even younger than that.
I could write blog after blog about all the times he has been carded and I have been “waived” thru.
Yesterday, early in the evening, when things started heading south - I was home alone and going to be alone until the daughter showed up after work, so I hit the road and did what any other red-blooded, middle-aged cougar with limited funds would do....
I went to Target.
Where I found myself in the little girls’ department fondling the perfect make-me-feel-younger-than-I-really-am red t-shirt, that I wore today, coupled with my teenage daughter's matching rhinestone necklace...those two items, along with my booty jeans, black/silver high heeled sandals and my favorite belt – watch out!
And it certainly doesn’t matter that it took me an extra 10 minutes to walk to the office because I was afraid of falling off these heels and turning my ankle, possibly resulting in a brittle-bone-fracture; and so what if I was constantly pulling the back of my shirt down to make sure that my smaller-than-what-they-were-but-still-there muffin tops weren’t exposed; and the white of my, you-had-to-know-I wore-it, padded cami wasn’t showing....all the while trying to look cool and young.
But Susan you aren’t young.
Yeah, I know and as I wrote this I recognized the ridiculousness of it all.
So when I get home tonight, I will be giving my daughter her necklace and the Hello Kitty! t-shirt, that she can choose to wear herself or pass along to one of her friends’ younger sisters....a girl that is 6 to 12 years old...the actual target age group the designer was seeking.
the jeans, heels and padded cami...those i'm keeping