no new housewives

My children are asleep, I have an hour to watch My Favorite Show on TV without any interruption...and it is a REPEAT.

Is this just the story of my Life or what?

I guess it is a good thing I have a plethora of other things to do...not that I am doing them now.

Last night S and I got to go out for a girl's night out. I had thought about a sweater I wanted, so we went back to Nordstrom and I tried it on along with a few others for color/size/opinion, and ended up walking out with exactly what I had tried on a week ago. Why I can't just buy myself something when I first see it, I don't understand; it has something to do with sacrifice (?! don't ask...) and never buying anything for myself. It would save me a lot of gas, in the long run, if I just purchased when I see what it is I want...as that happens so rarely anyway. Then we went to the other end of the mall and had dinner at the bar of TGI Friday's. I felt like the oldest one there; indeed, upon ordering my single glass of Merlot, I was not carded. Life certainly has changed. It wasn't even 10:00 by the time I returned home; there are no such things as late nights now that I'm up at 5 a.m. anymore. We enjoyed a wonderful night, though, which is always necessary for reminding myself of the existence of my alter-ego (insert real name here) that has been replaced in recent years by Mommy (aka Momma, Honey, WAAAAH, and the like).

And I must wait two more weeks for a new episode of Housewives. So much for perspective.