Thursday, February 12, 2009

In or Out

Last night we celebrated another successful SB Street Team party at Buffalo Wild Wings. I even got to meet someone I've been dying to meet for years now — Jacob Hester. For that reason alone, I consider the night a success. 


However, a lot of other good came out of the evening. We met some people who really love SB Magazine, and we introduced others to our publication. There's another party from 8 to 10 p.m. Friday night at Eldorado's Celebrity Lounge. We hope to see you there!

On a side note, I realized a few things about myself last night, too. Somehow, in recent months, I've evolved into a suburban housewife (minus the husband). Seriously, things are changing. 

Perhaps it's my age or possibly my desires. Twenty-seven isn't old,  but I can tell you it's not 22 either. My friends and I used to go out nearly every single week night. We could drink until the bars closed at 2 a.m. and make it to work perky the next morning. Just the thought of that nearly makes me ill these days. 

In fact, I was at Buffalo Wild Wings until around 9 last night. I left and went to Superior to eat a late dinner with friends. I was home and in bed by 10 p.m., and I had to drag myself from bed this morning. How is that possible? I was asleep before the evening news wrapped. 

My other symptoms of suburbitis include: yoga class, neighborhood walks, eating in more than out and nights at home with my boyfriend and a book. It's simple, but ultimately so much more satisfying than those late nights out. But, who knows? Maybe this weekend I can make it until midnight. 

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

hello !! I can tell you I think I've got the same problem.. another syptom that I've noticed, flipping off something good on TV, to catch the news, and weather... that spells O L D.......

Anonymous said...

What is happening to us? I don't want to say it, but what's next? Crow's feet?

Anonymous said...

Stop that right now, I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear that.. Don't be surprised the next time you see me at family night, if i'm unable to show any expression on my face... it'll be the botox... not only does it stop the frown lines.. it stops the frown too!!

Anonymous said...

You forgot to mention "And meanwhile, my roommate is going out like a crazy woman every weekend"

Anonymous said...

I've taken your advice, and I'm not judging you! Plus, your weekend stories are far more interesting than my own.

Mandy S said...

oh, yeah...it started to hit me too when i was about 26-27. i used to party all night, go to work feeling great and ready to do it again the next night...it catches up w/you and one day you realize you're getting old! kinda sucks, but kinda nice :) it gets to the point where you don't even want to go out to see your FAVORITE band (that you would NEVER miss) on a weeknight b/c you can't seem to stomach what the next day will look like w/o sleep and w/a few drinks under your belt! just remember to live it up every once in a while :)

Anonymous said...

Mandy, that's so true about not wanting to go see your favorite band. One of my friends was playing Saturday night after the Mardi Gras parade, but I had started yawning at around 7:30, so needless to say, I didn't make it!

Hey, speaking of getting older, isn't SOMEONE turning a year older this week?

Anonymous said...

Oh I know! I love entertaining you with my weekend stories...And, hey, you did stay out pretty late Friday night-past midnight!

Anonymous said...

I know! SB Street Team turns me into a party animal!

Anonymous said...

ha!! thanks...a year older, but a decade older than i remember being! :)