My self-esteem = not
I realized several things about myself this past weekend while at my friend’s bachelorette party:
1. I am socially retarded, unless I have a relaxing cocktail.
2. I am much less socially retarded once I have more than 1 relaxing cocktail.
3. I am way more fun drunk than I am sober.
4. I am not 25.
5. I love to dance.
6. Lesbians are really fun to hang out with.
7. I can still stay awake past 11 p.m.
8. I am the only person within a 30-mile radius who screams with unabashed glee when she hears a Joy Division song at a crowded college bar.
9. 1983 is the new black.
10. I can dance while holding a shoulder purse.
11. I can dance in flip-flops.
12. My hair sometimes DOES look better in a ponytail.
13. Dylan is perfectly okay spending a night with just his father, even if mommy doesn’t get home until 4 a.m.
14. I am a happy drunk.
15. I no longer look like a 25-year-old college student. Especially not in mom capris.
16. I am not cool. Not even a little bit.
17. I miss Amanda and Lynn and Jess.
18. I am not skinny.
19. I no longer believe that males think I’m hot.
20. As much as I love a night out with the girls, dancing, drinking and being totally stupid, I love being home with my family and watching animated movies much more.
