I over think things
I drink too much caffeine
I (used to) drink too much alcohol
Are these all signs that I'm turning into a responsible adult? Dear god I hope not. There are too few things I have left in my life that bring me back to being an irresponsible adolescent. Tang, Oreo cookies, and giggle snorting at anything that could have a double entendre are the few that come to mind. But, I have to wonder if being an adult can bring its own brand of fun time shenanigans. For example: adult jello would fall into this category, or perhaps instead of eating Oreo cookies as a snack, they could be eaten as a meal. Or, if you want to get really out there, going to a strip club/bar replaces going to the amusement park or fall fairs. It is such a depressing thought to think that my irresponsible days are behind me now that I'm in my 30s, have a full time job, and have bills to pay. I'm trying to rally against it, and so far, it has made for some interesting fun times.
Turning into a barfly in my late 20s/early 30s made for many an interesting story (well, the ones that I can remember, mind you). Sundays were deemed recovery day Sundays to heal the soul (and liver) from the night before. Too much tequila, too much rum (delicious, delicious rum), and too many imitations of Elaine Benes Christmas party dances made for interesting Saturday nights with the bestie. However, our watering hole has since closed, and we now have Sundays as designated road trip days, which have proven to be far more entertaining, less expensive, and a little healthier on the system, provided we don't go past a Picards Peanuts along the way.
Now, you're probably wondering where the irresponsible part comes in. Well, it's not so much of an irresponsible arrangement these days, more along the lines of we do it because we can, and we wanted to...I might be stretching to reach back to being an irresponsible adult, but hey, I've only had two cups of tea today, so it's the best I have for now :-P I would love to recount some of the conversations that were had on a few of our road trips, but since they're almost like therapy sessions, I'm really not at liberty to say. What I can say is that the conversation never strays too far from the gutter. For two outwardly sweet and innocent looking Catholic girls, we'd make even the most liberal priest blush, and we'd probably spend many hours down on our knees...begging for forgiveness. (what were you thinking? LOL). We have also had a number of girly weekends which have never been short of being epic. Strip clubs, random encounters with paranoid Torontonians, spur of the moment tattoos, and many laughs along the way have made for some very interesting "Dear Diary" moments that might put that 50 Shades of Grey to shame.
But, now that we're at that "been there, done that" stage, we're looking for some more interesting things to do with our time. If you've seen one strip club, you've seen them all, and frankly, these days, there are only two men that I want to see naked, and I highly doubt that George Clooney is available for private shows, and the other person knows who he is ;)
Time to stop over thinking things...time for more caffeine, and time to just go with the damn flow with less emphasis on living to work and more emphasis on working to live.
Now, where are my Oreos?
