You know you're old when...

The litter's been cleaned and the house has been prettied and you declare it's time to put on your party shoes and show the senior citizen across the hall what a real card party is like!

I played hostess to the girls this evening. We made lasagna, salad, buttered fresh rolls, and polished off Poo's homemade cupcakes. And of course Fingers brought her lady cards... Overall, 'twas a good night (it helped we kicked euchre butters, but I always knew Free Samples was a cheater...)

At one point we made our way to Baskin and Robbins for $0.31 scoops but the line up was out the door and around the building and we quickly declared "b@lls" on the wait. So we trooped into Westdale for TCBY. On our way back to the car with our soft serve parfaits we tsk-tsked the keg party raging at a nearby student house. It was 8:00 pm and they were funneling on the front lawn, for heaven's sake! And there was rap music playing! At one point I might even have commented on the explicitness of the lyrics...

*shakes head*

You'd think I was 31...

When I start complaining about property tax, discussing breast feeding in public, or join Orange's war against the raccoon's I've officially crossed the line and might as well start taking the early bird special and cashing in my CPP.