I have to go to a birthday party tonight. It's a themed party. The English love a good theme. They dress up in costumes a lot (they call it 'fancy dress') For eight years, I have been able to avoid the whole fancy dress thing, but tonight I can't avoid it! Tonight's theme is the 80's! Of all things I have to dress like I did as a teenager! Crap, I just aged myself! Anyway, I have a tiny denim skirt, some footless stockings, stilettos and a black lace accented shirt to wear. My hair will be bigger than it's been in years and so will my earrings. I'm not at all looking forward to it. What's really scary is that a few of the party guests were born in the 80s and seem to be mixing up 80's clothes with 70's clothes because they are too young to know better! This makes me feel old. What will make me feel older is seeing my self dressed like I would of a million years ago. I'll feel ridiculous and to add insult to injury, we don't have babysitter so I have to go by myself in a taxi, looking like a 80's throw back! I may have too much to drink - note to self: Disable email on your phone before you leave. You already wished him a happy birthday...
It's been a while since I blogged regularly. I guess I've been going by the rule - if you don't have anything nice to say - don't say anything at all. I hate 'woe is me' type entries and for the last month or so, I've been really down and haven't had anything good to say. I think it started with the news that Aniela (my fellow expat girlfriend) was moving back to the US and was exacerbated by the incident with Wayne's cousin and the flare up of my condition (along with a general feeling of homesickness & loneliness). I was really depressed for quite a few weeks there and haven't been doing much more than going to the gym and other random things to keep me busy during the day. I haven't even worked on my web classes (in any serious way) in weeks (probably because I can't concentrate when I'm in pain - never mind get very motivated). I'm not so down anymore. Maybe it's the sunshine. Maybe it's the fact that I'...
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