Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Feelin' Old....

Sittin' in my car the other day I started feel old.

I was goin' to town for groceries....And I was feelin' low!

I looked in the rearview...I'm showin' my age.

I'm a grandmother....number 4 hit the ground.

Another boy.

My car is showin' it's age....cats have left tracks all over it....and I need air in the tires.

My music is old...Journey...Van Halen...Black Oak Arkansas!

I'm pathetic!

After I got home, I took my pity party to the couch.

I laid there most of the day.....To Roy it looked like I hadn't moved all day long....I was right where he left me.

The honeymoon was over.....The trip to Hawaii was done.

I don't have any trip to plan....maybe in the Fall....but ugh....why?

Maybe it's just hormonal depression.

I had called a friend. "What are we doin' for your birthday?"

"Oh, I don't know. I'll ask my hubby."

He's an idiot....seriously a freakin' idiot!!

I do that. Call my friends and ask them...they don't call me.

I was feelin' pretty low.

I told her she needed to knock back some tequila and celebrate another 30th birthday.

She said her hubby hasn't forgive me for "forcin' her to drink" last year.


It was one shot!! He should be thankin' me!!

I'm sure that was the best sex he ever had from her!!!

That dickhead!!

So now I'm really low.

I was thinkin' maybe it's time I grew more mature...Be more motherly.....grandmotherly. Cut my hair...wear granny dresses everywhere I go...sensible shoes.

I don't see my grandkids very often. They live to far away and family problems to intense to deal with....we are takin' baby steps in the that area. So I would be wearin' sensible shoes and granny dresses for nothing.

The freakin' idiot really bugs me!

Apparently, I project some sorta PartyGirl Persona......which isn't a bad thing. I'm the FunWife.

But yet....Roy noticed one day that the IdiotHusband was talkin' more to me....I really hate that! I have turned down the utter contempt for him several notches. I really like his wife. And they seem to be a package I stopped being totally's backfired!! I can't have fun with her but he can now speak to me???


Wait 'til he sees me in my granny dress and sensible shoes!!

Maybe I need to mature....listen to grown up music..... age....that just gives me chills thinkin' about it.

Drive a grown up car....a Buick....Roy's ex-life had a buick in blue was big enough to have sex in though.

So when Roy noticed me on the couch, he said, "Have you been layin' there all day?"

"No. But I might as well set up camp here."

He rolled his eyes, "What's wrong now?"


Like I do this all the freakin' time...."I'm depressed." And told him about the phone call, the trip, and the car.

The best he could come up with was, "That's why your here, with me. Because you're you. Let's just hope it's hormonal induced depression!"

So all I can say is....

I get off on '57 Chevys;
I get off on screaming guitar.
Like the way it hits me every time it hits me.
I've got a rock and roll, I've got a rock and roll heart.

We celebrated her 2nd Annual 30th Birthday with several pina coladas.....Cuz That's How I Roll! WE went shoppin' for her some sexy jeans...not the mommy ones....He'll thank me one day!!

I'm on the Highway to Hell....Livin' on a Prayer....that I Can't Drive 55 on....And If I Ever Get Out of Here I'm Goin' to Katmandu.

A gathering of angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope, and this is what they said
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me

Long Live Rock and Roll!!

I'm just not quite ready for Granny dresses and sensible shoes!


Beth said...

as soon as i can take a long enough break from work i will email you with the scoop on the wedding and send a link to where it will be !!!

Mannyed said...

you gotta be you! If you wore granny dresses and sensible shoes that would make me depressed!

Jean said...

You'll never be ready for granny dresses and sensible shoes!! I'm with Gina.. that would depress me to see you in those!! Go ahead and get old, as long as you still don't grow up! No need for that! You just keep being Nadine..

Anonymous said...

Well, if you weren't you I wouldn't read your blog. Hell, I wouldn't have a friend and well if you weren't you I would have to grow up too. If you didn't know how old you were,,,,how old would you be?

soooo....kick your depression to the curb before I come down there and party with you.


Bird said...

bletch. I'm with you some. I'm dealing with somone else's sucky husband as well. Damn package deals. At least you manage to have a good time.

You know what's funny? I listen to country and I used to drive a Buick. Does that mean I'm already a granny? I swear I don't have any granny dresses and you know I don't have any granny shoes!

Vickie said...

Biker boots. Tennie Shoes. Do those count as sensible shoes. It better be pretty special for me to do a dress of any kind, mostly. Give me the blue jeans.

bigdogmompam said...

No! Nadine CANNOT wear sensible shoes and granny dresses. You are who I want to be when I grow up. I have the hormonal depression, too, and have learned that hormone patches are a girl's best friend - after diamonds, that is. Please, please, don't every grow up. If it makes you feel any better - I recognized all those song lyrics. We're not old, we're retro!!

Sherrie said...

I'm here to sail away with you, and to hell with the sensible's high tops and thongs all the way girl!!!!!!!