Hard To Feel Self Actualized Laying On Concrete.
This past weekend was one of those really nice ones, you know the ones where you feel sort of self actualized?
I never really bonded with parents at the kid's first school. I'm not sure why that is, probably mainly because I generally need someone super awesome, fun and outgoing to meet my friends for me. Then I just grab onto their legs and say, "Hey, like ME too!"
Case in point: I met two of my favorite friends through my other favorite friend. And it turns out, my one of those favorite friends likes to know everybody and my other favorite friend is also a pretty good ringleader.
Between the three of them (plus Logan) I'm not sure I've ever made my own friend. This makes me, well, pretty pathetic. When I changed schools and two of my socially intelligent friends had kids there, my world of social opportunities with other fun parents increased about 10 fold.
This weekend we had pizza and beers at one couple's house with eight other couples and ended up at a theater dancing to Mega 80s. Some of us didn't watch, some of us tried to climb on stage. (Hint: Wasn't me!) It resembled our old life before kids, only all of these people had kids.
It made me thankful for the moves we've made and the community we are a part of.
On Saturday we went to another party at a fellow parent from school's house and then moved onto the progressive in the old neighborhood (remember when I got to host it?). The one, you know, I dreamed about living in for 3 years and then had it ripped out of my clutches by a man who refused to negotiate a purchase price. (I am seriously going to try to give that last bit of bitterness up for New Year's Eve.)
Logan's friend Marguerite did my make up that night, she does it on the side working in advertising as the main course. She wants to do make up as her full time gig doing house parties as make up tutorials to augment her existing photo shoot gigs. I like a woman with a dream job, so I went over to try her out.
I sacrifice for my friends, it was a hardship.
So I went to the parties Saturday night and I was social, not just social. I was actually excited to be social. As opposed to years ago when I had to force myself to be social. Logan and I were talking Sunday morning about how different, more confident, I am now than I was in my 20's.
We high-fived and got ready for a day of errands.
I'll admit I had a little strut to my step, wearing a cute scarf and cute shoes, as I walked out to the car.
I stepped off the deck, onto the concrete (not knowing it was a little icy) and ended up sprawled on the driveway.
I've spent the last three days limping around. Clearly I got a little too cocky.
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And no picture of the sassy little you all dolled up with makeup? Unfair. Sorry about the sprawling out and the limping. I hope it heals itself soon.
Posted by: Yolanda | 2009.12.16 at 01:09 PM
The world really doesn't like us to get to big for our boots. I did some work in the car one time, felt all efficient, got out of car, fell into the hedge. The cut lip did make me look hard though.
Posted by: Sarah | 2009.12.16 at 02:19 PM
Hey, me too! No, not the parties, not the make-up, but the oh, it's not icy, oh WHAM, yes it is, part.
My 15 yo said he was sad he was still asleep and didn't get to watch me fall flat out on the ice. Took advil that day and was only moderately sore (and feeling like a senior citizen) the next day.
Posted by: Jen | 2009.12.16 at 05:16 PM
You mean the house with all of the water problems? I think you dodged a bullet actually.
Posted by: j | 2009.12.16 at 06:04 PM
I totally wrenched my knee, it's crazy. But better.
I threw my soda up in the air and Logan said all he saw was a flash of hair in the window of the car.
I'm impressed he didn't laugh. I can't help but laugh when people wipe out. It's terrible.
Posted by: Melissa Summers | 2009.12.16 at 08:11 PM
Nah, that's why we'd get it for 20K less.
Posted by: Melissa Summers | 2009.12.16 at 08:11 PM
Logan saying that you are more social now than you were in your 20's gives me hope for my pathetic self. Case in point: I recently attended an event where I spent the entire time sitting in the corner with a bottle of Red Stripe. One guy came up to talk to me and it was absolutely awful. So yeah, I'm praying that by 30 I can walk into a room and not have a panic attack.
Posted by: Heather B. | 2009.12.18 at 06:50 AM
Logan saying that you are more social now than you were in your 20's gives me hope for my pathetic self. Case in point: I recently attended an event where I spent the entire time sitting in the corner with a bottle of Red Stripe. One guy came up to talk to me and it was absolutely awful. So yeah, I'm praying that by 30 I can walk into a room and not have a panic attack.
Posted by: Heather B. | 2009.12.18 at 06:50 AM