Sinner's Alley Happy Hour (Part 1)

<p>Right. </p>

<p>See, it is not a sign of being an AK; no, not at all. In fact, it is COOL to hit your own car. :cool: Sort of a groovy hot celebrity kind of thing. Very exclusive group.</p>

<p>Sounds more like a “park by feel” kind of thing. :eek:</p>

<p>We see that a lot in Sarasota. :rolleyes: I try and avoid participating. They can’t figure out the voting machines and they sure forgot how to drive…unless it’s 30 mph under the speed limit in the fast lane. <em>sigh</em></p>

<p>bartender! I need a drink!</p>

<p>Wow, lots of big 5-0 b’days coming up! Congrats weenie and mstee. Don’t make a :frowning: , its :smiley: . It s a good thing- a new transition, an opportunity to get lots of discounts. My h and I went to see “Dreamgirls” the other nite. The theater gave a discount to AARP members. I whipped out that card and saved my $2 per ticket. Whooptie doo. The funny thing is, my h haas been getting “invitations” to join AARP since he was about 44. I wonder what the rush is…</p>

<p>As for hitting cars… many yrs ago ( I was in grad school) I was in Coconut Grove, FL with my parents, staying at the home of friends of theirs who were out of town. The friends gave us access to their house and cars. Well, my dad accidentaly backed one of their cars into the other one of their cars ! Agggh! :eek: Not good. At least he did get to use his auto insurance to fix the damage… I think…</p>

<p>Hey, sign me up for hitting DH’s car in the driveway when I backed out of the garage. Luckily, it was a gentle tap. BTW, it was clearly and indisputably <em>his</em> fault. He parked right smack dab behind the garage door instead of further back, as per usual, because it was raining. I think he feared he might melt. </p>

<p>We are all agreed that it was his fault, are we not? You, too, MarathonDad? I don’t want this to be an estrogen vs. testosterone thing-y. Perish the thought.</p>

<p>I haven’t hit one of our cars but I did back into my garage door. Seems I forgot to open it before I backed up the car. He didn’t care about the car but the garage door was brand new. He took great pleasure talking with the repairman about woman drivers!</p>

<p>I visited my favorite Shoe Emporium (Nordstrom’s) for the first time in a long time. Now that I am on the correct (Left) coast. Always a winning expedition for me. But not this time. </p>

<p>Okay, I admit it. I’ve been cloistered in Maine for lo these many years. Can you say LL Bean, buffalo plaid and moose-skin slippers? Yankee thrift and all that jazz? Now ensconced in Baja, Mexico I am not in the center of fashion-dom here either. So I’m a fashion dinosaur.</p>

<p>But… Prada ballet flats for $430??? They were cute, cute, cute. And the peep-toe versions were a relative bargain at $390. (Apparently, there’s quite a savings on the material for that 3/4 square inch cut out). Cute, cute, cute; but that’s the kind of money I’m planning to spend on furnishing my sala here in the casa.</p>

<p>Still, it’s CGM’s birthday week, so I am shipping a pair her way - it’s easy to be generous in cyberspace ;). For myself, necessity is the mother of invention, hence my new recipe:</p>

<p>(Maybe I should have had it <em>before</em> I went shoe shopping).</p>

<p>Sticker Shock-tail
1/2 shot Jack Daniels
1/2 shot Yukon Jack
1/2 shot Southern Comfort
1/2 shot Wild Turkey
1/2 shot Black rum
Fill with Coca-Cola
Ice cubes
Mixing instructions:
Ice first, next is the liquor and then the pop.</p>

<p>Oh, I missed on this “I’m turning 50, oh no” 's here. So, I’ll join the crowd. I turned that corner two weeks ago. I still feel the same. :smiley: Perhaps, the next time someone asks “how old are you?” and I have to verbalize “50”, perhaps then I’ll feel differently.</p>

<p>You guys are pikers, but I will pretend to be sympathetic. In 5 months, I will “celebrate” my <em>last</em> birthday to begin with a 5. The last one. Do you feel any better now? :smiley: :D</p>

<p>Waay back when we had a “who is the oldest on CC” thread. We all fessed up our ages-- but greybeard won, by a mile. I forget how old you are greybeard, but make us all feel better, would ya? (jmmom- he’lll make you feel better too)</p>

<p>jmmom, </p>

<p>I bet you could get someone in mexico to custom make you some ballet flats for 1/10 the price.</p>

<p>Eight months to 50. That’s the down side. :(</p>

<p>The up side? I am eligible to retire. :smiley: “KMA” as we like to call it. </p>

<p>Q: Am I going? </p>

<p>A: Are you crazy? I have TWO kids in college. If I retired I’d just have to go find another job.</p>

<p>jmmom–of course it was his fault.</p>

<p>We are all getting older but hopefully also wiser. As I tell my kids, “Lessons will be repeated until they are learned.” </p>

<p>And for those of us who are klutzes, lesions will also be repeated… ;)</p>

<p>Did someone say let’s buy some shoes?</p>

<p><a href=“http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/showthread.php?t=283416&highlight=women+shoes[/url]”>http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/showthread.php?t=283416&highlight=women+shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

<p>“Lesions will be repeated” - lol. very witty, that’s a good one.</p>

<p>But, no, it was her fault. sooorry…someone has to watch out for the males.</p>

<p>jmmom:</p>

<p>try Nordy" Rack shoes for the fun shoes at a more reasonable price ;)</p>

<p>i took a friend to nordy off the rack once…as we were leaving, she said she saw lots of shoes that she liked, but she couldn’t ever find a pair…all she found was the left shoe…</p>

<p>i almost fell over laughing…</p>

<p>OK, changing the subject here–has anyone else been suddenly getting a lot of unsolicited phone calls? As in, the National “do not call list” must have expired or something? Seriously, 5 calls in 2 days is more than I’ve gotten in the past 6 months. This list really works for us, except now it doesn’t.</p>

<p>I don’t buy that many shoes. However, as some of you know, do have faves in my 10-year old Ferragamos. But last year I did buy myself a pair of Manolo Blahnik ballet flats for something like $250. Last night I was at my best friend’s house, talking to her teenage daughter. Here is our conversation.</p>

<p>BFF’s D: Oooh, Alu, cool shoes! Love the flats
Alu: Yeah, my Manolos (this girl likes to know brands)
BFF’s D: Oooh, Manolos! What did they cost? (she also likes to get to the point)
Alu: Oh, about $200
BFF’s D: $200! You can get the exact same thing at Target for $20 (like I said, she gets to the point)
<em>Alu loses all sense of being cool, stutters</em>
Alu: Yes, but I am 50.</p>

<p>Thus proving that when you are found out to be ridiculous, divert attention with a non-sequitur.</p>

<p>And if I ever hit H’s car with my car, it was clearly his fault for parking it too close to my side of the driveway.</p>

<p>I’ve noticed an upward creep in unsolicited phone calls, too, but over a couple of months rather than days. </p>

<p>I try to be gracious to those poor callers; they have a job that I couldn’t do in a million years. But sometimes their timing is bad (one pot boiling over and garlic one shade too brown already when the phone rings), and I get, well, brusque would be a polite way of putting it. Who’s got a great riposte for such occasions.</p>

<p>My method is very sweetly and apologetically saying, “I’m sooo sorry, I just don’t do any solicitations over the phone.” </p>

<p>The key is to say it like it is a rule imposed by outside forces… a rule that someone made up and that I, too, must abide by.</p>