Nast. I just got a phone call
at my work from an old dude that I generously, drunkenly shared a cab with the other night (no worries, there were 4 of us, we were safe).
When I say old dude, I'm talking seventies.
Anyhoo-- he asked me to go to a "nightclub opening" this Saturday -- adding "you know, the one we talked about." No, sir, I was five glasses of wine & champagne deep. I do not recall this nightclub.
Confused and slightly incredulous, I was able to politely decline, citing a birthday party
and a Halloween party this Saturday. So he says, "well, then I'd like to take you for a drink after work next week."
At this point, it's dawning on me that this is no veiled job offer, no attempt at a pseudo grandfather-granddaughter relationship, but a bona fide DATE from a MAN IN HIS SEVENTIES. Gross!!
First of all, what dude with a "new hip" (as he told me on the phone) is shaking his thang at nighclubs with gals less than half his age?
I'll tell you. A known May-December relationship dude who apparently likes the younger flesh. And, I hear, he is a drug supplier.
Time to go vom. Then play with My Little Ponies.
Last night may have been a dreary night, but it turned out quite nicely, thanks to a cozy meal and a delicious glass of wine at Standard Tap.
A few weeks ago, I accompanied the hubby to a Dick's Sporting Goods to look at some golf stuff when low & behold I had an epiphany that I too, should take up the sport of golfing. The picture above helped to convince me that golf is the sport for me & anything purple is meant to be bought by me. Those clubs are the most beautiful sports equipment that I have ever seen. This picture doesn't do it any justice, but if you could see it up close, you would see that the bag is made of an adorable pink & purple paisley print. It's so friggin' pretty & not at all the image that I would have for anything female golfing - related. Next, I saw cute purple Ecco shoes to match the bag. Then, I saw apparel that matched the shoes. Best part, the skirt isn't so short that I look like a squat lesbian. Don't even get me started on the various shades of pink for foam practice balls, putts, glove & wipey thingies.
