Remember when dancing all night didn't hurt? And neither did Long Island Ice Tea's? Ya get ready for the night about 9:00 PM, hair done-check, make up-check, ridiculously high pair of pumps, sometimes with cute lil lace socks, sometimes with nylons, mostly just bare feet-check, either the worlds tiniest skirt or the worlds tightest jeans on, the kind you had to actually lay down on your bed to zip up? I was pretty ingenious when it came to tight jean tools! lol either a metal hanger, crochet hook since I never really figured out how to crochet anything but an endless chain of yarn! Or a handy dandy pair of pliers! lol Who really cared if you couldn't sit down or breath the rest of the night, you looked good! My jeans of choice? Either a great pair of Levi's 501 button fly or when I was feeling chic I'd throw on my designer Jordaches lol.
Out the door by 10:00 PM, to meet friends at local dance clubs, when one closed down you just hopped over to the all nighter, that usually closed right before the sun came up and the morning birds just started chirping, thinking the whole time I gotta get out of here before the house lights go on and I burst into dust or worse, You have discovered you are no longer as cute as you were at the beginning of the night! Bright lights and sunshine are brutal after a night of drinking and dancing. By this time of the night/morning you have danced yourself sober and realize you have to go to work in 4 hours! Yikesss!
Well, this weekend I tried to do that all again, Saturday night we had an outside wedding reception to go to on a beach by the lake. I did the usual routine, except I hardly wear make up any more, I now dress for comfort and fashion! lol But I did put on a pair of the cutest strappy high heeled sandals in my vast array of shoes, I collect shoes you know? Some people collect Precious Moments, some collect stamps and coins, I LOVE SHOES! (back to the party) Well, at first it was difficult to walk to the bar in the sand with my sandals and order my Long Island Ice tea's but after a few, walking was difficult period. (no worries! I was the designated passenger that night, told by my Husband" Have a good time, I'll drive." So I did.
The live band was a friend of mines Husband and they were awesome! We pretty much danced all night, later on I some how bruised my hand playing the tambourine, who knew one could get hurt playing in a band! lol In between Band breaks they ran a karaoke and we tortured our friends with some really bad renditions of some really wonderful songs! lol Everyone and I mean everyone had a great time that night, little did this 40~something group think they would pay for it the next day. Sunday morning came to early and we all met back at the lake (its a private beach club we all are members of) and let me tell you, gone were the eyes shining with excitement from the night before, they were all bloodshot! Nobody was moving at quite the same speed as the night before, the sound of my own heart beat was too loud for me.
Ok, so we can no longer "Party like 1999" or "Shake, Rattle and Roll" even those some of us shook around the middle section, rattled our own teeth and some even rolled in the sand! lol But for one glorious night we were all 20~something again and WE ROCKED THE HOUSE once more! lol
It's now Monday morning and I am still paying for it! lol