For what it's worth, that Pointer Sisters song was playing on the radio the first time I ever made out. I was 19. Yep. Late bloomer. With whom did I lip lock? A nice christian boy attending Olivet Nazarene College (now University). I later found out he had a girlfriend back home. Dirtbag! Shame on him for scamming on the local girls. I hope she broke his heart.
It dawned on us at our 25th reunion how it was a shame we waited for official reunions to get together. Ever since then, we've done what we can when we can to whoop it up middle aged style.
I want my friends to not be worried about my newly adopted healthy lifestyle to crimp their style. I won't be bringing something healthy made with tofu nor will I lecture about the evils of empty calories in alcohol. This is a time to eat, drink and be merry!! Just bring on the Advil, water and turn off the ringer Saturday morning following the shindiggery.
It's your thang! Do what'cha wanna do!! I know I sure as hell will :)