Social Obligation

I have decided having friends is expensive and time consuming....I shall return to being a hermit now :-) In an attempt to nail down a day for my bible study group to have a Christmas party, three of us broke out our calendars and tried to find a Friday or Saturday that seemed to work. After noting the women's ministry cookie party, nixing the day of Jenny's awesome cookie party the following Saturday, we were left with a couple Fridays and the Saturday before Christmas. More schedule checking went on until an outside source pipped up and suggested we do a Monday night! Since that is the day of our bible study and we're all used to being out that evening, it made perfect sense! But then it got me thinking. I have cookie parties, Christmas parties, volunteer cleaning ministry day, bunco nights (that I didn't make this month) and a varity of other social obligations now that I have friends. Was it only a couple years ago that my schedule was as empty as my address book? I've never been one of the popular girls, or had a huge group of friends. Being a single, young, mother I never really fit in with any group. Well now I do and my date book shows it! You don't even want me to get started on what I spent (cheerfuly by the way) over the weekend on little things to make Christmas baskets for a couple of my dear friends. Then there are all the cookie ingredients that I am going to have to buy, the time spent baking dozens and dozens of cookies. At least two different holiday outfits will need to be bought for the various functions I shall be attending, with accessories....being a girl is a good excuse for a new pair of errings :-) Which will just mean more time spent shopping hehe All in all I have decided that having friends is not only expensive but time consuming too! Oh the horror of being me LOL

When did THAT happen?

Well, the youngest of my old friends is now 30 (yes, Mich, that is you!) Although she refuses to admit to being anything over 26.....I still remember when we were 7! Now, when I hit 30 I got a new tat, chopped my hair off, then went shopping for a new wardrobe. So for the last few weeks I've been feeling cute, well dressed and healthy (thanks to the gym) But yesterday I was taking a quick peek in the mirror before running out the door and realized my "new" wardrobe screamed soccer mom, not hip 20-something! Okay, WHEN did I actually get old? Is 30 the magical switch between "cute young thing" and "cute middle age chick"? ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!