UPDATE: While I work on responding to all your comments, please check out my guest post over at Brookem’s site. It’s about MUSIC and that one time Brookem did tequila shots with Stevie Nicks.
Sunday night found me at the grocery store. Doing the sort of shopping I didn’t really need to do. The kind of shopping I do only when I am feeling very bored and sorry for myself because it’s Sunday NIGHT!, and my life no longer involves Sunday night keggers or spontaneous parties or Grey’s Anatomy (because I used to watch it when it was on Sundays. Back when it entertaining and didn’t make me want to shove my head down a garborater). And it’s currently not involving any Sunday night romps with a man who tells me he loves me while he attempts to braid my hair and wins any argument by covering my mouth with kisses. Sunday night is just the last whisper of a weekend that went by too soon, a reminder that Monday morning is almost here.
Sunday nights suck.
My basket was filled with juice boxes, some fruit, three packs of strawberry bubblicious bubblegum, enough magazines to paper mache a house- inside and out, when I heard three girls having the kind of discussion that my brain was born to listen in on. They were deeply involved in the kind of girl talk you can only have when you are nineteen and have just discovered how FABULOUS you are. A lot of “very’s” and “like’s” and “totally omigod”. There was a also a lot of:” I’m so excited for tonight!”
”Do you think he will be there tonight?”
“She’s such a ho.”
“Duh! Buy the biggest bag of Cheetos!”
“You are going to look so hot in that shirt!”
And my personal favorite:
“Do you think 7 two liters is enough mix for all three of us?”
I put down a box of cereal and smiled to myself. Because no amount of partying, no amount of first kiss butterflies, no squeals with friends while curling my hair would ever make me want to go back there. To the age of ignorance where I didn’t know drinking enough to float an ocean liner would result in me holding on to the bathroom floor with curled fingers, praying that death would take me out of my misery. Or at least cause the room to stop spinning like carousal on fast forward.
I left the store without buying mix or Cheetos. And I couldn’t have been happier.
haha. yup. agreeed. i am, still in those stages. but there are definetly times i wish to skip. like the whole room spinning thing. thats never fun. ever.
You have always been my personal Yoda.
I’m SO glad to not be there anymore either! I just have different stuff now, like how do I really figure out what I want to do with my life? Because I’m 30 and it all feels different somehow…
Yep, I’m still firmly entrenched in the cheetos (yum…flaming hot with limon!) phase, but I’m pretty sure I have a little bit more maturity than most girls my age. Well, almost pretty sure.
like omg i am so glad i am not that age anymore. :)
I am with you on that. SO glad to not be a teenager anymore. Although I have to admit I was recently reacquainted with the toilet bowl after drinking a LOT of home made sangria a couple of weeks ago.
If I had a printer, I’d print this post out and keep it in my purse for all of the nights I even sort of want to drink alcohol mixed with liters of anything. I have no business doing this. Or eating Cheetos.
Yep Sunday nights do officially suck. As for the drinking thing, getting smashed is massively overrated. Actually I think drinking full stop is overrated. I’ve been meaning to write a post about it, which I should really do some time.
It’s so funny how happy we realize we are when we overhear or see a bunch of sorostitutes. I am so thankful that my body gave up that kind of partying long ago!
I agree! I’d never go back to that age. And now that I’ve been through my 30s, I think things only get better with age.
So wise my friend.
And when you get our age, you realize that you can afford the kind of alcohol that doesn’t need to be mixed with liters of ANYTHING.
Oof. Been there. I’m with Nicoleantoinette too. Sometimes I still think this is a good idea and that I’m 19 and “what’s the big deal?” Wrong.
Although, I did eat about a half of bag of cheetos yesterday. Hmm.
You couldn’t pay me enough to go back to that.
i like my lazy nights and stack of magazines now too. :)
Good times. And the exact reason why I do all grocery shopping at Wholefoods. It’s too expensive for those little ankle biters. Plus, Popov Vodka pairs better with real soda, not that organic holistic save the world shit that I happily sip while watching my latest flavor of reality television. Speaking of which – Celebrity Rehab? I’ve never felt so accomplished in my life as I have when viewing that show.
I do not miss that time in my life AT. ALL. I am happy that one martini now will do it for me….makes my nights a hell of a lot cheaper and I rarely find myself hugging the porcelain. I say rarely because it does happen. Wine is evil.
I totally agree. Damn, I was a stupid bitch. *shudders*
i’m with you – sunday nights suck.
however i would like to go back to when i was 19 – but just for the body i had back then ;)
I love Sunday nights. They’re my battery-recharging-planning-final rest period-night.
But I wouldn’t want to be 19 again, or even 29 again. At all.
Maybe 39, though. Yea, I’d be 39 again.
Amen to that!
(and now that I am such a grown-up, both my mix and my cheetos are organic :))
I guarantee, as my parents are my witness, if you take up Bridge, Bowling or Pinnacle, you will never be in need of filling up a Sunday night ever again (I don’t know what it might do for your dating life, though); doesn’t make the “Cashmere Mafia” look all that bad anymore, now does it (and it is bad!)?
You should have told the girls about red bull and all would have been good.
Hahaha… oh the things we learn. I mean we all have to go through that phase to understand our limits.
But Cheetos are so yummy!
I love those little moments of clarity. They can definitely improve a Sunday night.
I most certainly and whole-heartedly agree with you. I would never, ever want to go back to that age. And because of my “weird” alcohol intolerance, really, there’s no point, right? ;)
Thanks for the comment. I just wanted to comment on your site because I visited it and liked what you had to say.
I think it’s so awesome how just when we’re feeling at our worst, at our most feeling bad for ourselves and missing the past, something comes along ot remind us why it’s fabulous to be living right now and not to still be 19.
man i remember living on my own and doing that. it was so easy cause there was a safeway right next door to my complex. i also went to walgreens a lot too. i dont know what it was about those places and having the feeling of comfort come over me. (yeah im twenty-something and back at home with the “roomates” aka mom & dad, so i dont do that so much anymore)
now when i do go & i see “those girls” there i shake my head and wish i could see them 5 years from now and see if they will be shaking their heads at some other young girls.
im glad i got out of that stage.
being a grown up isnt all that glamorous, its the growing up that was the fun part.
I’m grateful I’m past that phase too. I often overall those types of conversations when I’m out and about shopping and the such. I just shake my head.
although it WAS good times when we could eat the whole giant bag of cheetos without feeling guilty for three weeks. sigh.
I did love that phase– but mostly I drank beer.
I am happy that I don’t remember the last time that I hugged the toilet. Although, hangovers, I have them now. I did not have them in college.
I love Sundays because I turn them into fun nights. I make a real dinner, even if it is just for me– or I do a crock pot dinner for friends. I get stuff done and I just try to be a bit lazy. It is the perfect way to end the weekend– as long as I don’t think about having to start the week.
Dane Cook did an awesome skit about shopping in a Grocery store- this totally reminded me of it! I always do my grocery shopping on Sunday morning. Sunday nights are meant to do absolutely nothing!
Sadly, I NEVER was that age.
If you start watching Brothers & Sisters, Sunday nights will have meaning again. I love that show!
I love overhearing teenage girls! haha
See, you know just how to remind me that I don’t want to go back to that time in my life even though I miss it sometimes. Thank you!
Totally with you. Would never want to go back there… Go back a bit perhaps, just not quite that far. As for Sunday nights? If it wasn’t for Monday morning coming next, I would love them.
I so don’t miss those times.
i was only just there. barely there. that sort of thing NEVER interested me and i’m sick of it when i’m technically ‘supposed’ to still be in that ‘stage’.
pish-posh, i say!
Heh, oddly those years for me I was in such a bad mental state that they were no fun. I’m enjoying life much more now.
Which isn’t to say that my Sundays are always that interesting…
maybe it wasn’t as bad. but yeah i wouldn’t wanna go back. much prefer the me today. but yeah i never had hangovers in college, never went on drinking binges. i have hangovers once in a bluemoon now in fact. but no i wouldn’t wanna be 18 again.
Kenzie- Room spinning was a phase I did not enjoy. At all. There’s just no way you can make that even semi-bearable.
MC- Aww thanks!!
Vanessa- I completely understand that. If you figure out how to figure out what you want to do with your life, pass the info along to me okay??
Gretch-A-Sketch- I suppose I should have been more clear in my post. I’m definitely not anti-Cheeto. I may possibly be anti-buying-the-biggest-bag-of-Cheetos-to-inhale-while-chugging.
Sizzle- ;) Me too.
Zosia- Sangria. I know that type of pain. What is it with that stuff that causes my body to hate me when I drink it?
Nicole- honestly, right now the idea of drinking LITRES of anything makes my insides hurt a little bit.
James- See, word choice is so important. “Getting smashed” actually sounds fun. “Getting drunk”? Not so much.
Miriam-Sorostitutes? I’ve never heard that term before!
Diane Mandy- I like thinking like that. It makes me get excited for my birthday. Oh, who am I kidding… I’m always excited for my birthday.
Tiff- Ha! Isn’t that the truth? Although, I may always have a small spot in my heart reserved for drinks mixed with whiskey. And gin. And rum. Okay, I’m stopping.
Brookem- It’s a lot harder to do the things we did when we were 19 I’m finding. Wow. I’m talking like I’m 87 years old.
Semicharmed- That’s a nice feeling isn’t?
Kristin- Yeah. Saturday night I made Valentine’s Day cards and it was one of my best Saturdays in recent memory. I love stuff like that.
Paige Jennifer- I wanted to watch that! I read the article about it in Oprah magazine (I like slipping in confessions such as “I prefer Oprah to Cosmo” in comments.) and I definitely thought that would be something I would like to see. Apparently a Baldwin was supposed to be on the show but left after a day, or just a few days because he showed pictures of his dick to someone else in the house??
Ashley- That’s what always makes me shake my head. When I went out ALL THE TIME I could never figure out where my money was going. And now I understand. It went to partying. Don’t get me wrong, I still go out quite a bit, but at least I’m aware every $7 martini.
Dory- It’s nice to be happy about where we are now isn’t??
Michelle- Ha! I would like to go back just for the opportunities I had. 19 was a good year for doing what I wanted.
SWF42- I need to re-train my brain into thinking that Sunday nights can be fun. Because right now all I think about is how much I hate them.
Kathryn- Woo hoo! You are definitely a grown up!
Evans- I think I should take up Pinnacle. Just because I like saying it. As for the red bull, my body is still reacting to it. I see it in the store and I feel jittery. This is why I don’t do cocaine.
Miriam D- Exactly!! :)
Anne- Agreed. I’m not anti- Cheeto, I promise.
Jess- Yes, they definitely can.
Poodlegoose- Absolutely!
Sarah- I’m really thankful for those moments. Although I think when I’m feeling like I really hate something, I have the type of personality who will look for a sign anywhere that things are going to improve. Which, I suppose is a good quality to have. It makes the hating last not nearly as long I suspect.
PCBH- So well put. I really agree with that idea that growing up was the fun part. As for what I like about Safeway… I think it’s because people don’t dress up to go. And it’s big so you can walk around and not be crunched by people or feel like you are in a rush. Meh. Maybe I’m weird but I do love grocery stores.
Pam- Head shaking, that’s one of my favourite responses. It makes me feel wise.
Lisa- Agreed. And wash it down with a pitcher of beer. Oh, university days… I miss you.
Clearlykels- I think I need to adopt that attitude. That Sunday nights are capable of being fun, instead of being nights that throw me into a dark and dreary depression.
Julie Q- I need to look into the Dane Cook sketch. I could use a laugh today.
Silverneurotic- Hey, that’s not a bad thing that you missed this!
Nilsa- You know, I’ve watched 1/2 of the first season and then my friend took her discs back. I need to finish watching. I stopped right when the brother was getting sent back to the Army. I do have to say, it did make me a while to adjust to seeing my beloved Sam Seaborn spout Republican talk.
Rye- They can definitely be blogging gold.
Tori- You’re welcome ;)
Jacinta- I think it’s knowing that Monday is on the horizon that always makes me hate them. If we had Mondays off, then I would absolutely love them.
Airam- Me neither.
Libby- Meh. If you aren’t in that stage you aren’t in that stage. I know people who are 30 who are in that stage, and I know people who are 16 who’ve matured past that stage, or never will have that stage.
geekhiker- I’m glad you’ve found a better place to be.
utopia- No hangovers in college? That’s the second time I’ve read that and both times I did a double take. I had enough hangovers in college that it almost feels like I took a class on beer pouring and shot making. Sigh. Not that I’m proud. I’m just saying.
Nothing like the inane yappings of girls who have NO idea what;s ahead of them to make you feel better. PS I also grocery shop on Sunday nights. I find it very theraputic.
Wanderlusting- Yep, Sunday night grocery shopping is turning into a habit. As for the girls, fingers crossed they don’t stay like that forever. Though, I don’t think they will. I never.
I like Friday night grocery shopping. Is that extra lame? No one (especially girls who remind me of who I used to be) is at the grocery store or the gym on Fridays, so it’s the perfect time as far as I’m concerned.
And I’m sharing your disgust with Grey’s. Could we bring West Wing back?
Memories like that are so bittersweet. Sometimes I miss having stuff like that (parties! boys! someone of age to buy us alcohol!) to get excited about, but then I think, was that stuff really all that exciting? I’ll take painting my toenails, reading Glamour, a glass (or a bottle) of Cabernet, and my 90210 DVD ANY day.
This post is golden.
Just because you are laughing all the time doesn’t mean there’s anything that wonderful going on around you. Or at least that’s what I think when I’m on the bus with those girls.
(PS. I’m the most horrible commenter in the world right now– life = busy… but I still adore you)