Saturday night, a friend and I had an impromptu outing. Every once in a while, when one of us is stressed or needs to get out and talk, we’ll wait until after the kids are in bed and then meet up for some “coffee.” I don’t really drink coffee and she prefers hot tea, so we head out.
First of all, there is only one coffee house that actually stays open past 8 o’clock in our town. That’s frustrating…but the most frustrating thing is that there are only a few places to sit in said coffee house. So, we headed to the coffee house that is in Target…Starbucks. This is good for several reasons…we could shop if we wanted/needed to…they close Target at 10 so they kick us out at that time and we actually have to leave…otherwise, I think we’d talk for a long time.
Anyway, as we were walking to our cars, a lady stopped me and said, “You have a twin. You look just like So And So. I thought you were her and then you stood up.” Apparently, she noticed my bulging belly. “Anyway, then I realized you couldn’t be her. She’s 45 and never been married.”
So, I was driving home and my vain self kicked in and said, “Abbie, she just compared you to a 45 year old single lady.”
Oh my goodness…I panicked as much as I do about that stuff and wondered if I really look 45. I mean sometimes I feel that way, but do I really look that much older??? Luckily, I will be getting a 30 something year old mom haircut this week. And the hair dye will come on as soon as Ceili Rain is born…maybe that will help “bridge the age gap!”

Our local radio station plays praise and worship music on Sunday mornings…how I wish they would play more of that during the week…but that’s besides the point…anyway, I kept hearing this song that sounded cool but the words were just wonderful. I finally figured out what song it was and found the artist online the other day when I was home with Ace on the Sunday he was sick.



