The Tortoise and the Hare

It’s a nice Saturday here in Brooklyn but I wouldn’t know it because I went to PT then returned to the comforts of my cozy bed. Let’s just say I’m being reminded today that I am no longer a 20-something gal who can stay out until 4:30 a.m. 

This is why. I went out after work last night to a club in Manhattan called Turtle Bay. Those of you who know me are probably like, “OMG She went out after work!” My hours aren’t exactly bankers hours and I am a homebody. I mean I like going out ... but I typically don’t go to clubs or do anything after work because it’s late. I also like my sleep. So, needless to say, my co-workers .... who have been trying to get me to go out with them for months ... jumped for joy when I said I’d come out of my shell and play with them. You like that? Shell. Turtle. Okay, I digress.

First off. I’ve never been anywhere where you have to wait in a line to get into. This was the first sign that A) I’m old and B) this was going to be fun. I was “creeped” on waiting in line by some Jersey Shore looking guy! Seriously. I think he walked off the MTV show and into the line. I was warned of the “creeping” so I was prepared for it. Let’s just say the guy really was creepy. Once inside Turtle Bay, we had a fab time. Sticky floors, good music, drinks, dancing, people on the bar ... all good things. There were moments where I had flashbacks to my college years going to The Granada in Lawrence, Kansas. We all need nights like that every so often. Nights to remember that it’s okay to just have fun and not worry about work and stuff. AND (yes, mom I’m starting a sentence with “and”) it was really nice to be able to do a little dancing. My leg is hurting today, but it held up as we all Shook Our Groove Thing. Okay, digressing to Priscilla Queen of the Desert again. I didn’t get creeped on too much once we were inside. I was asked my age. I definitely don’t look like a 30-something-year-old. People’s jaws usually drop when I tell them how old I am. So it was nice to hear, “You look amazing.” It was nice to get out and do something that’s out of the box for me. 

However, today, I’m back in my shell and moving slow like a turtle. So thanks Turtle Bay and my friends for reminding me to be Hare. Gosh, that was a good book. “The Tortoise and the Hare."

Time to go get a manicure/pedicure. And there I am ... digressing again. Happy Saturday everyone.