You know you are getting old when you start finding that people are not inviting you out to cool shindigs on silly holidays like Saint Patties Day. All I did today was go to work…And it was not even a teaching day. A staff inservice day. Then I had my club sport. I tried to be festive and I wore this greet shamrock antler things that said Cheer on them, but I was the most festive one there except for the people who wore just green. Lame.
Though I have to admit that last year might have been lamer. I remember that I was shopping at the grocery store at like 11pm at night (the best time to go), it was a Saturday night, and then I ran into an acquaintance that really the grocery store was the last place I wanted to run into him on a Saturday night.
I always loved going out with my college friends to non-Irish pubs on Patties Day. They were never crowded and we would even get some free drinks from the owner/bartender because we were spending the night there. It used to be great.
Though I have never been one to be on the party scene when it came to events/holidays, I like to have a good time with a close group of people. When it I turn off the radar? It is interesting how you slowly become nothing when you are single, alone, and no one else you know is.
Mel