I feel so old and boring. I went on a business trip to Kansas City this week for the TranSystems marketing conference, and now I’m exhausted. Tom asked me to go out for a few drinks last night, but I took a bath and started reading The Blind Assassin instead. I can’t even remember the last time I went out on a Thursday. Hell, I can’t even remember the last time I went out on a weekend.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’m bored or anything, and I’ve been very productive. It’s just that I find myself doing more old-people activities than partying – like cooking, decorating and going to Homearama by myself (and enjoying it). Homearama is an event in Hampton Roads put on by the Tidewater Builders Association where you tour a bunch of super-expensive, custom-built, decorated homes. It was very overwhelming.
Speaking of Homearama, I saw the most amazing zebra-print barstools while I was touring the houses in Suffolk on Sunday. They’re actually barstool-height, upholstered chairs. I asked the interior decorator of House #14 where she found them and stopped to purchase two on my way home. They’re so money. They look absolutely awesome in my place. Owning a condo involves a lot of shopping.
Shopping, shopping, shopping. I really need to cut back on the shopping. I have recently bought a few pairs of gorgeous shoes and a bunch of cute dresses and other party clothes, but since I’m being boring and I never go out…
I really need to spend less money on clothes and furniture and more on beer and rock concerts.
Because of this, I am making a pact to have an exciting weekend. I’m going to put forth some effort and find something to do tonight, and tomorrow night is the Aerosmith concert – so half my work is done. Perhaps I’ll even have some people over to tailgate on my new barstools before the show, since the Amphitheater is a bunch of dumb bitches that don’t let you drink in the parking lot.
And in case you’re wondering, yes, I will be wearing my Aerosmith thong to the concert tomorrow night.
(P.S. I have to tag this entry with “hot lead singers of bands” based solely on the fact that any person who remains a rockstar for as long as Steven Tyler has deserves to be classified as “hot” no matter how old he is.)